She roused enough to tell me “Okay, the other foot” then lifted her leg from my hands and rolled to her stomach so the other was available for my attention. She feet was face down, arms cradled a pillow for her head with her right leg bent at the knee, her calf Foot and foot perpendicular to the bed. Again her skirt was riding high enough I had a clear view, this time of her ass. My prick, which had become a full-blown hard-on, flexed and spit a bubble of lube into my shorts as I eyed her firm round cheeks. On an impulse I stood away from Sherry and reached for the top of her pantyhose and started to pull them down. She rolled her head to me and caught my eyes so I explained “I can't feel your foot right.” She accepted the weak excuse and raised her hips and let me pull the nylons off her legs. I threw the hosiery to the floor and resumed my place next to her. She flopped her foot down on my thigh but before I started on it I folded up her skirt so her ass was exposed, she didn’t object. I may have been relieving the stress in her feet but my stress levels were skyrocketing as I watched and heard Sherry enjoying the foot work. She began to twinks moan and roll her back pressing her groin against the mattress. It looked like she was getting aroused so I slapped her firmly on the right butt cheek “Hey, are you getting turned on?” She jolted from the smack, uttered “Ohh!” then turned her head and looked up at me for maybe five seconds then said “What if I am, you’re Nate’s dad, there’s nothing you can do about it.” Daughter-in-law or not, the dare was in the statement, the challenge in her eyes. Both my hands were tenderizing the muscles of her lower leg just then so I moved one over her knee then trailed two fingers up the inside of her thigh until I pressed against the form of her pussy “Are you sure about that?” I asked. My cock was starting to hurt from the strain of unrestrained lust. Sherry's eyes fluttered shut and she bumped her hips and I knew she wouldn't resist. I pressed even more on her pussy then moved my fingers through the leg band and touched the soft billowy flesh of her sex. Sherry rocked her ass and gasped softly when I felt for the entrance to her. Two fingertips explored until I found my goal then I pushed into her body and started fingering her; she opened her mouth to breathe more air as her blood fetish warmed. The temperature between her legs increased and the gap between them widened as she moved her legs apart. I started undoing my pants with my free hand while plunging the other between her legs. I juggled my pants to below my knees then got onto the bed over her back, the end of my erection kissed her butt. Sherry pulled her knees up which raised her hips off the bed, closer to the hard-on she was ready for. I was on my knees between her legs so I pulled her panties to one side then with little effort and a lot of pleasure I pressed into her until my balls stopped me. Sherry hissed out a lungful of air then began to undulate her back, taking everything I put to her. She twisted her head to put blurry eyes on me and cautioned needlessly “Don't tell Nate.” The longer I screwed Sherry the more she relaxed. Gradually she lowered her body asian until she was again lying completely on the bed. In maybe five or six minutes she must have passed out because her eyes were closed and she wasn’t moving, it was like I was using a warm tender sex doll. I saw she just had enough reach to raise her mouth up to the puffy lips above. “So, you want me to do other taboos that I might not think of on my own to find out if they can handle it?” Largest in school.” She looked so sexy right now. The next morning after breakfast and training (morning blowjob by Sienna during the workout) I called my old colleague. “this is awesome, no matter what I do, you wont be able to stop me.” My Foot father says. "Stop!” Deana held up asian her hand. twinks I stepped out of them. Lets head down stairs and get started. “Someone’s a little turned on I see” He chided “MMMM, that feels good” she said, fetish enjoying his fingers rubbing up the length of her slit. You and me, Dakota, feet Jennifer, maybe Diane, and now Amy. Every scream, shriek, and incoherent plea for mercy she would have let out through her mouth was being bottled up inside her head. You're going to tell your whole team that you lied about being molested because you're a dumb little slut who likes attention, whether they knew about your allegation or not.