I thought about his dick constantly. He laid me down, got between my legs and pushed his dick inside me. I moaned as he continued kissing me. It felt ...so good getting fucked by him. He knew exactly how to move and where I wanted his dick inside me. His breath always smelled of cigarettes and liquor but I didn’t care. His body sometimes smelled a little sweaty, but I didn’t care. I quickly got past that when we fucked. He put my hand on his ass and told me he was getting close. Soon I let him. .while still wearing the shoes, I make you kiss and lick them through the arch cleavage, then inhale the feminine, musky scent of my feet mixed with shoe leather.You're jerking your little dick harder now, and I can tell that you're getting really excited, so from there we move to my super-wrinkly and oh-so-soft soles. Removing my shoes, I tell you to sit up, hold your head still, stick your tongue out and hold it there as I rub one sole after another against it, moving each foot up and down. . Afterwards, I couldn't handle it, you know? I mean, guys... Then we all got together that time, and Mike messed with you, and you got all upset -- and when I went to talk to him about it, he said some things... I dunno -- they made sense, in a weird way..." I know," Lou said tonelessly. "I heard some of them." He had me convinced -- I had me convinced... I'm real sorry..."Lou nodded. Some time had passed -- and, if anything, Lou was more confused, too. "Remember what I asked you the next. Amai….mere phellooooooooo….aami dekhlam wor gud fete rakto beriye sara bichana lal hoye geche…wo jato batha pachhilo aami jeno tato jore oke thapachhilam aar wor guder bhetorta thachnach kaarchilam…aaste aaste dekhlam mamonio aram pachhe aame wor thot duto kamre dhore ban haat mathar phechone diye chuler muthi tight kore dhore aar dan haat diye wor mai dutoke chatkata chatkate amar badata wor guder ekdom vetore purota dhukiye samasta sakti diye woke karte laaglam…..wor guder deyale amar bada.