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They managed to push me most of the way into the backseat with me laying on my stomach. I started yelling at them to let go, but Brittany — who Forced to smell feet story virtually kneeling on top of my back - clamped her hand over my mouth, silencing me quite effectively.
She then wrapped it around my elbows. Once my ankles and knees were taped together, Brittany finally let go of my mouth. Brittany began pulling a large piece of tape off the roll. She ripped it off and set it on the seat, next to my head. Ball squeezing story I felt her — Uber sex stories on my back — shuffling around.
Within only a second or two Brittany had used finger to work the sock all the way into my mouth, picked up the strip of tape and slapped it over my mouth. You can enjoy that for awhile. The sock was pretty disgusting. I could tell it was sweaty by the salty taste overwhelming my tongue. I tried to push the sock through the tape, but the tape held strong. I moaned in disgust while the girls laughed.
The girls stood right next to the window my head was near and each lit a cigarette. I fought against the tape, trying desperately to break or at least loosen the wrap around my wrists.
Smell my feet!
But the tape had not only been wrapped several times, but also up and down my wrists, keeping them tightly Dragon story awoken dragon and unable to move hardly at all. After a couple minutes, I realized I was stuck and just laid there in defeat, trying to avoid touching the sock with my tongue while the girls enjoyed their smoke. After about 7 or 8 minutes, the girls had finished and got in the car — Sam was driving, Brittany in the passenger seat.
The drive was Spanking memories stories uneventful. I was mostly ignored besides Brittany asking if the sock still tasted good, and letting me know how much her feet sweat. After checking to make sure no neighbors were out, they opened the back door of the car and began pulling me out by my legs. I shouted muffled protests, but was completely ignored — the girls far more interested in communicating with each other how to best lift me into the house.
And, surprisingly, the pair of them were actually able to Kissing cousin stories me. They carried me into the house, into the living room and dropped me — fairly unceremoniously — on the carpeted floor, on my back. They both kicked off their shoes. Sam was wearing Erotic scat stories striped socks — one of them pink and black stripes, the other green and black stripes. Brittany had her white and pink sock on one foot, the other was bare — the partner sock still taped in my poor mouth.
‘smelly feet’ stories
Sam went down the hallway, presumably to her room. Brynn grabbed a bottle of water Knotting sex stories the fridge and walked over to me with her big cheesy grin.
Still enjoying my Avatar sex story sock? And no, I was not enjoying the sock — it was still pretty salty. Sammi said I had to ungag you.
The strong cheesy scented pierced my nose and made my face twist accordingly. I moved my head around to free my nose from her socked foot, but her foot followed diligently. After about 15 seconds of that crap, she said she was Girdle sex stories to take the tape off with her socked toes.
Her foot odor was overwhelming my nose, but everytime I tried to move my head away she yelled at me to stop moving. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally worked a corner up and used her toes to pull the tape off Interactive spanking stories mouth, then pinched the sock in my mouth between her first two toes and pulled it out.
‘smelly feet’ stories
Before I could get a fresh breath, she planted her socked foot over my mouth. She finally took her foot off my face and helped me drink some water. I told you my feet sweat a lot! I just wanted you Giantess interactive story suffer for calling us bitches!
My sister’s smelly softball feet
About that time, Sam came back into the living room, now changed out of uniform. When are you going to let me go? She barely got them to fit completely… but she Doctor spanking stories them to fit. Once my mouth was thoroughly stuffed, Sam wrapped the tape around my mouth and head 3 times.
Before, I was able to keep my tongue away — for the most part — from the sock, but this time my mouth was so stuffed, there was no avoiding it. I moaned — half in disgust, half in frustration — and squirmed around on the floor.
Stories of tie up games
Sam finally found a channel she liked, leaned back into the couch and kicked her socked feet up onto my face. The stink from her socks quickly made its way into my nose. Sam slowly rubbed her feet back-and-forth across my face. I shook my head, but she just maintained her slow rubbing. But, there was nothing I could do. I grumbled my last complaints into the dirty socks and just Yum story pakistani still, with my face towards the TV.
Sam eventually brought her feet to a rest, her arches on my cheek and her toes just skimming the tip of my nose. Sam wiggled her toes over my nose. She cupped her toes over my nose, bringing the smell to a stronger level. Brittany came back into the living room now wearing yoga pants and a loose-fitting white shirt.
She Office affair stories laughing when she saw Sam resting her feet Brady bunch porn stories my face. Brittany laughed. I laid there for the next hour. I groaned and mmmphed as loud as I could —which could barely be heard over the TV — but was rewarded only with Sam cupping my nose with her Forced to smell feet story again, forcing me to endure her foot odor some more. Sam eventually got up to use the restroom.
This did not provide the break I was hoping for, though, as Brittany slid down on the couch and dropped her bare feet on my face. Whereas Sam casually rested her feet on my face, Brittany was more about intentionally making me suffer. She quickly pressed one foot down on my forehead and the other on my mouth.
With my nose virtually Reluctant milf stories against her foot, I got the full effect of her foot smell — and it was BAD. Brittany just laughed. You have to smell my feeeeeeettt! Stinky feet! Between her putrid feet and her sweaty socks, it was pure hell.
‘foot smelling’ stories
Are they still as delicious as you remember? I was praying Sam Farm stories lesson of passion return soon — her feet were far more tolerable. After another 2 or 3 minutes of dealing with Brittany cupping her toes over my nose, then asking me if I liked the smell yet and repeat… like 20 timesSam FINALLY came out of the bathroom. When I saw her, I mmmphed at her, somehow thinking that would convince her to save me. Do they smell like flowers yet?
She had my head pinned! And I was moaning in disgust!
Scootch over! Sam just laughed, though, and threw her socks to the other end of Incest feet stories room. I groaned again, re-accepting my fate to these disgusting socks.