April sighed happily as she enjoyed her foot massage.

“Ahhh, this is the life. Wouldn’t you say so, Cam?” she asked, looking down at the olive-skinned girl, who stared back, eyes watering, face flushed.

“Mmmph”

“Well put.”

April sunk her feet further into Cam’s throat. They had now gotten halfway down her shins, stretching Cam’s jaw and neck out obscenely. It was warm and impossibly right, and April could feel a warm, panicked tongue slipping against her skin. No wonder men liked this so much. They didn’t use their feet, though

“I wonder what else I could shove down here?”