"So, Mister Alexandrus, are you married?"
Vanessa Everstone asked Adal the question, not knowing that at that exact moment, her daughter was using her feet to service his cock.
"Unfortunately not, ma'am."
Adal managed to keep his voice steady.
Juliette was now using both of her feet, rubbing them up the length of his shaft.
The socks made them slide more easily. She had positioned his cock perfectly between her two soles.
It was good, Adal had to admit, but he wanted more.
He decided to focus on her lustful thoughts.
"His thing is so long and thick. Did I really have this thing inside of me at the party?"
"As long as Adal's cock exists, John will never have me. I will keep refusing!"
Her movements became faster, to the point where Adal had to use his hand to stop her.
The last thing he needed was to embarrassingly ruin his pants with semen.
