He blushed realizingthat must be why she had him wear that dress. He wore his blackpumps with a three-inch heel. They were eating breakfast when Mar...ie looked him over. Shefrowned and he asked why she was frowning. She told him they hadgotten a pair of coral shoes to go with that dress and he wasn'twearing them. She said he should check his shoes to colorcoordinate if possible. He told her he would go change his shoes. When he looked in the closet he found the coral shoes. He putthem on and. Mum was on the phone to everyone involved in the sale of our house and the purchase of the pub, she waved to me and blew me a kiss as I poured myself out a coffee, she was sitting at the breakfast table surrounded by letters and documents, a lap top computer and half a dozen empty cups!She sat back in her chair as I kissed her neck and slipped a hand down into my shirt that she wore over yet another short skirt.Her nipple was hard and pliant, a rubbery little nub between my fingers as I rolled. “Almost there!” he cried, his whole dick plowing into her hole.“Atta boy!” I cheered, “Look at you fuck!”“It hurts Mama!” Mary Sue cried, begging me with her eyes to let down her legs. I just pulled them apart wider and told her to hush up. “Shut up and take it Mary Sue,” I said sternly, ignoring her cries. “You know that as a woman your job is to take a load as deep as possible into that cunt of yours.” Her head rolled to the side in defeat, her body relaxing and letting go into the mattress.. .." He just stared at her in horror. Hopping out of the pew, he went straight to the door, his face a mask of anger and frustration. He stared at her again, but this time she didn't react. Combing his fingers through his hair and wiping his nose with his sleeve, he looked at Heather in sadness, like a child who's favorite toy had just been taken away.She stood and took a step in his direction, but halted when he put out a hand. "Stay back ... don't touch me!" Heather froze and he again.