She sipped from it, her lovely slanted eyes smoldering, smokily, at him over the brim of the small glass. She smiled an inscrutable little smile at hi...."What are you waiting for husband, dear?"With a little smile she rolled to her stomach on the mirrored table, sipping again from her martini.Clay drained his glass and set it down on the bar. He came off his seat and he came to her running a hand along the smooth contours of her back and bottom. His cock was rock hard, throbbingly alert and. .just maybe..but no, I couldn’t..so casually, playing with my pencil (my writing utensil, not my cock ,]..yet) I dropped it..I knelt down to grab it and while doing so took a biiiiiig whif of her smelly, little, sweaty feet. By god it was the greatest thing I’d ever smelled..I knew I had to have them, and soon. My dick was pulsing in my pants and I just wanted to fuck her feet, right in front of the whole class. I didn’t care, but I knew she would. After class, I walked with her like usual,. More

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