I noticed her footwearimmediately. My wife called them sitting down heels. The heels were veryhigh; I was guessing four inches. The boots were shiny b...ck leather andwere very high disappearing under her tailored white operator's coat. Shewas gorgeous looking with dark lashes and blue eyes. Her figure wasamazing.My wife looked her in the eye. "It's his fantasy, but I don't mind."The operator nodded. "Okay. Let's get started. I'll get the hairpiece."She reappeared with a styrofoam head with a. Her tiny feet shod in patent black shoes with dangerously high heels making her look sluttish. The black velvet corset circled her waist topped by the overflowing mounds of creamy flesh Shaun couldn’t ask for anything as sexy. As he watched she reached forward and began the slow torturous journey upwards as she undid the fastenings to it. With baited breath he waited for her breasts to be revealed to him and his cock fought to be freed from the confines of his trousers. Just has she got to the. Spencer was magnanimous about it."We'll just keep track here in this," he said, pulling a notebook from his bookshelf. He smirked just a little as he carefully wrote down the date and the amount I owed him.I trotted down the three flights of stairs to the third floor, and back to my own room.Westy was there, alone. He was sitting on the couch, desultorily rubbing at a stain on the coverlet."Fuckin' bitch was a cherry," he muttered when he saw me. "She fuckin' bled all over my couch. My mom's. The following morning I awoke to feel Tom's erect cock under my balls from behind. Unbeknown to me, he had removed the canula and drip in the night, judging that I no longer needed it. Tom kissed and nuzzled the back of my neck and I could feel the tension in his hot cock between my legs. He whispered 'Are you ready for me again?' and I replied simply 'I want you now'. Tom dived under the sheet and tenderly rimmed my hole, making it good and wet. He turned me onto my front and held me from.