This is a great story. Thanks for posting it. Mine came when I in my early 30's with no wife or children. It was a good sales year at my company. I ended up with a healthy sum bonus in my hand. Naturally, I took a Domme and two of her friends to St. Martin for a week. I'm an ass, leg and foot guy. The lovely ladies knew it well. They didn't charge a session fee. They went for the trip and, I'd like to think, my charming company. From the time I picked them in a limo for a ride to the airport, it was off to the races. One morning I woke up with all three of them on top of me. Barefeet in my face, on my dick and ass in view. They never failed to surprise me. It was sweeter as it wasn't session time. There were under no obligation to do anything. The one day at band camp is when we were at a 5 star restaurant with a glass floor over the ocean. It was only adults around. The waiter was over the top friendly, looking for a big tip probably. They were pouring drinks down their legs and on their feet. I was made to lick it all off. It was amazing that no one batted an eye. Decadent french dessert came. My Domme made me lick it from her toes. At that point, it was getting out of hand. Drinks had been flowing. We got out of there before people didn't mind or think it was funny. It was the best week of my life.
