Consequences 😌 (Part 3)

By the very start of the 3rd night, that helpless horny foot boy, tied to the chair at the foot of my bed was convinced he had learned the very definition of "regret" and "being sorry."

Ha 😏

He hadn't even sat through having to endure you and my husband kiss, sniff, rub, suck, lick, play with and tickle my cozy sleepy soles yet! "Regret?"... "Feeling Sorry?" Nah, he hadn't figured out what those really meant just yet.

But he would.

As you and my hubby happily snuck into the room later after I had fallen asleep (as instructed) he would fucking learn.

As he watched you guys adore, enjoy and lose yourselves in my soles, feeling like he'd give anything to be able to join in... He would fucking learn.

As you both smiled in glee, tongues lapping, lips smooching, eyes a glow and devious little tickling fingers exploring the divine contours of my creamy wrinkled arches until you have me squirming in delight... Then. Then he would fucking learn.

xoxo
-Gwen 👸🏼💋

PS. You're the POV parts babe 😊

PPS. My husband resting my fee ton his lap while you worshipped them? That was a good touch! Bet that fucked with him good 😌