Scott and Abby need to shower and change at home before you guys can leave for the hockey game!” Karen yelled down to him.“Okay, Mom!” Brad yell...ed back. He went to his closet and pulled his T-shirt off over his head. With his back to Abby, she could see the muscular triangular shape from his broad shoulders, down to his waist.“Anything particular you want me to wear?” He asked her.“Yeah, me!” She kidded. Brad turned to face her, and her eyes widened. This was the first time she’d seen him with. I have a husband. You cannot have me as you wish to. I have a duty to train you in our ways, to help you find your destiny. I will teach you the power of your pussy and we will fuck many times. But you cannot cling to me. I am bound to another, and you must be free. Do you understand?”How well she read my feelings! I said nothing at first, but I wept and wept, and she waited patiently. At last I blew my nose on the hem of my dress, and said with trembling dignity, “I want no other. And I am a. Ken had been instrumental in converting my carnal moonlighting into the naughty-trick consulting that I had continued all my adult life. That night, Ken I pretty-much fucked like we had when I was a young intern with the firm for about a half hour – wearing a dark blue blazer and pencil skirt with a white blouse. After he came I was disheveled and looked exactly as I was- a Lawyer that had just been fucked by a colleague. I actually was not a lawyer, I had finished the degree, but never took. I finally on a lunge got my toe looped through the thin straps of her thong and pulled it free. She reached forward and turned the key. She began pumping with her foot furiously, crushing my tender foot against the pedal again and again, rocking on my cock all the time. Her toes began to mesh with mine from the force of her pounding foot, spreading my toes wide while her painted toes interwove with mine. I looked and saw the pattern of red nails alternating with my unpainted toes, peeking.