My tongue was collecting bits and pieces of sock lint as it went, as well as every salty bit of dried sweat. I can hear you sniffing down there, freak.” She pushed my head back with her foot until I was shoved into the center corner of the sectional couch. Blowjob sex I felt it coming, I felt myself ready to burst, just waiting for her to slide her hand up and give me sweet release… Guilt clawed at me as my fingers fondled around for the ankle of her sock and I pulled it, slowly, down her tiny foot. I want to see if you’d have more fun with the sock like you did earlier, or with my real foot.”
Like a man possessed, my arms acting independently of my mind, I reached for her ankle. Whatever scraps you have left. Possibly – no, definitely – a giggle from Shiann. The smell again fully engulfed my senses and my cock lurched again.
