She kept massaging my cock like that, every now and then curling her toes around the head.She picked up her phone and started texting again, then poin...ed it at me, or more precisely at my cock, and took another picture. And another. Then texted some more, never once letting her feet deviate from the rhythm.After a while she switched position. She put her feet on each side of my cock with the soles towards each other, then curled her toes around it and moved her feet up and down. I could feel. We got miles to go.”We passed Alan’s door on the way out. I stuck my head in. “Alan?”He turned. “Yes?”“Thanks!”“It’s Cindy’s fault,” he laughed, because she had her head in the door, too.Cindy bounces. She bounced to her husband’s office, walked in, kissed him. “I’m off, baby. Taking Tara with me. We’ll be back before dark.”“Be careful,” he said. He looked at me. “Tara, keep ‘er out of trouble.”“I’ll try,” I said. “See ya.”We rode from the office to the airfield in Cindy’s SUV. “Are you. More

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