Oh my God. I am dizzy. You should have seen them. There in my callused hands, hard from years of toil, was a fragile foot, perhaps size 6 or 7, that s...hone like the sunrise. I was touching the softest skin ever, and her toes appeared faultless in stature and prominence, painted the colour of Dorothy’s ruby red shoes. Slowly but deliberately I leaned forward and kissed her large toe – without invitation. I tasted the dampness and ruggedness of her trek through the forest, yet quickly realized. So that explained why the dining room pictures showed naked women straddled across the laps of their lovers, riding their rods and laid out on tables with their lovers standing between their spread open legs getting their fertile cunts fucked, while waiters stood by patiently for them to finish and place their orders for drinks or dinner. On the dance floor, naked couples could be seen fucking to the music coming from the stage band. One stud at the bar was standing behind his woman while they. It was a fantasy come true. He heard Amber's moans of pleasure and it encouraged him. He held her hips and enjoyed every thrust of his hard dick into Amber's tight pussy. Amber tried to look back to see Jesse, but she couldn't. She was able to see Mark. He was wide eyed watching as Jesse fucker her. She could see he was hard under his pants. Just then she felt Jesse's rhythm change, heard his moans change. Then she felt his cock begin to swell. Oh god, she thought. "Oh, Oh, Ohhhh," Jesse moaned. He chuckles, but whimpers at the unfamiliar yet enticing sensation. I do hear the pulse. I feel the pulse in my mouth as I plunge onto it. And yes, I can deep throat Carl. Just as easily as Joanne can. Megan definitely needs more practice. I’ll help her get it. But not tonight. Tonight he’s mine.My thoughts have not been of pleasing Carl. They’ve been of entertaining myself, of experiencing the manly equipment he offers me. I’m totally selfish. But it seems not to matter. My.