Aaaaahhhhooo…Oooohhhhsss karte hue wo apne lip ko bite kiye ja rahe the and gand ko upar kar kar k chut chatwa rahi the. 5 min k baad unse raha nai ...gaya n wo boli raj pls mujhe chodo ab aur raha nai ja raha. Maine usi position mai lund ko chut mai dhere se ghusaya wo upar chhath ki taraf muh khula kar k ooooooossssss….Yesssss ki siskariya lene lagi. Jaise hi lund aadha ghusa maine ek jordar jhatka mara aur wo chila padi aaaaaahhhhh pain se, maine kisi tarh apna hath unke muh pe rakh k awaz daba. "Very good, footslave." That meant that he was to look only at herbeautiful feet. They were small, with a high arch and perfect toes, allencased in those black, strappy stiletto high-heels. "You love yourMistresses' feet, don't you, footslave?" Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh", he answered in an even more pleading andurgent tone."You love your Mistress, don't you, you little slut bitch?" That nameusually meant that he was going to get a good ass-fucking. He againresponded, whining and moaning, on the. I sure did and I told her so too.I followed her back into the living room and onto the couch. As she sat back down with one leg up and the other one down again my eyes looked right at her white panties. Of course she noticed and looked down at them too. Then my very sexy drunken sister asked me once again if I liked what I could see, namely her panties. I sure did and I told her so again. Surprisingly Emma told me that I would really like what was underneath them. Then she stood up and removed. .?", i asked, my voice purring quietly. On the bed, he shifted slightly, trying to re-arange his obvious bulge but failing terribly. I giggled quietly, biting my lip harder and blushing as red as the soft bedsheets. Waltzing around to his feet, he lay onto his back, his big bulging pants so much more visable now. Kneeling down by the end of the bed, i softly kissed the bottoms of his feet and slowly up his smooth ankles, smiling up at his blushing face. He tried to regain his composition,.