"Goddamn, Sasha! You wear the shit outta that outfit, boo! Booty sitting right and everything." He say's as he reaches out and hugs my hot girlfriend. "Okay, that's footfetish enough, Rusty." "Damn, bro, chill out!" I went back out to my car, to get the rest of my stuff. And by the time I returned, Rusty and Sasha were already engaged in a heated game of Madden. I sat down femdom and watched them play their game, while I texted me, dad, to let him know that we had arrived. After masturbation their game was over, Sasha suggested that we go out to lunch. The foot fetish thought of having my step-brother Rusty joining us for lunch really wasn't sitting well with me, at all. But I knew that Sasha wanted for him to join us, so I let him tag along. On our feet way to the Chinese buffet, Rusty and Sasha were constantly punching and poking each other. “Great, great.” he mumbled, mostly to himself. The scream that burst from between her lips was quickly muffled by a strong, rough hand over her mouth. “Come out,” it hissed. She scurried off to the right, moving through the field on her hands and knees. Jamming his feet into his shoes and pulling on his jacket, he made his masturbation way toward the door but stopped when Tina called his name. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the rubbing. I then asked them if everyone was OK with what had just happened, they both stood on shaky legs and hugged me and assured me they were more than OK. I kissed them both on the tops of their heads and squeezed there bums. She needed assurance she was still an attractive, desirable woman more than anything else. Didn’t you tell me that?” "Go for it " I said watching her expertly hooking it up "your a woman after my own heart " I said. “So, tell me, Amelia, what do you femdom think? Not only that, footfetish but right before we had started watching this video, Jim had just finished showing me a video of this very same farm girl, with her hand wrapped around the end of her horse's gigantic, 2-foot-long, fully-erect, stallion-dick. She kissed his palm and blushed prettily. Her flames chased, hungry for the bugs. The smell of pre-cum and sweat, our glistening bodies rocking in fast harmony, the steam of the room, Seth's dirty talk towards me, and finally is giant member killing my ass and foot fetish me with pure ecstasy filled pleasure .... Please keep fucking me. If your wife doesn't like it, I'll feet be your new wife." I've wanted, no we've wanted another couple to play with for so long. Thursday afternoon I called and her Mom answered the phone and was very friendly.. I usually worked out at the local gym on Thursday nights after work.