You seem like you got a hang of them, but itdoesn't hurt to keep practicing walking in them," Mom said as she leftthe room and headed down stairs.I sa... down on the bed and slipped the heels back onto my feet. I candefiantly see why girls love buying shoes. They are so sexy and make yourlegs look amazing. I can see myself wanting more. Weird right? Guys don'tusually have a love for high heels.I got up and looked in the mirror. With all the excitement of gettingdressed with my mom's help, I never. I tried sneaking up the driveway, past my mum's boyfriend, without being noticed. Which didn't go very well, because I made it just past him, thinking I was safe, completely safe. When reality crashed down, he'd stopped working on his car and I could feel his strong hand gripping the hem of my ruffled dress.I tried ignoring him, I carried on walking away, he pulled harder on my dress, which caused it to rip slightly as he tugged down on it. The fresh breeze on my hard nipples, made me realise,. "Why'd you stop?" I asked breathlessly. "Beg me to cum." "What--" I started but was cut off by him turning it on again & fucking me with it to that point and turning it off again. "Beg me to cum you slut." He said , kissing me."Please let me cum." I whispered as he broke the kiss. "I can't hear you." He said switching it back on again, slowly easing it in and out of my dripping wet pussy."PLEASE LET ME CUM! " I shouted, just as he began fucking my pussy harder, and my body started quivering. The duke’s hand had stopped its delightful, unseen ascent beneath the table and her skirts the moment the announcement of this stranger was made. As the black clad man crossed the floor, like a lion across his own savannah, the duke had just locked his eyes upon him and made no other move. She had never experienced this before, never in all her two years at court had Arnulf of Guisson allowed a simple introduction to halt his relentless attacks upon her willing flesh. This new black man was.