Finally she handed me a pair of two and half inch black Cuban heels. "We'll start you off on something a bit smaller in the heel but in notime you wil... be up to 4 and 5 inch heels just like us," she announced. Margo handed me a small handbag inside were my cigarettes a gold lighterand a small purse."Put the lipstick I used in the bag and take that bottle of perfume onthe dresser give yourself a spray and we'll be off." Be off?" I asked. "Yeah you need to get used to being outside, the guy's are. Hard on the heels of something more,but I lost your love, heart and soul.”She rolled down across her stomach and onto her back, her arms entwined over her head, and she kicked her legs up once and twice in time with the music.“The tear in my heart as you walk on by.I feel so low and your head is high.Everything you do convinces me more, pleasegive me love, give me heart and soul.”Her torso writhed, and her hips bucked with the beating rhythm of the song, then she crawled back up on all. I know you probabley don't recognize me, I've only really met your wife." My ex-wife," I corrected her."Oh, sorry," she said a bit slowly."Don't be," I said, "It's nice to meet you."She nodded, "Nice to finally meet you as well. It's strange, I've lived around the corner from you for years and I've never introduced myself." There was yet another pause, "This is my daughter, Kim." She said nodding at her daughter.I looked at Kim and nodded. I smiled at her cute face, and suddenly recognized. The next time I pressed my tongue even harder and the soft lips of her pussy yielded as the center of my tongue mashed them apart to be greeted by the slick creamy surfaces inside of her. She spread her legs still further and let out a whimpering moan on each of her next three controlled exhales as I continued to make hard firm passes with my tongue along the lower length of her opening. I tried to avoid making too much contact with her clitoris and risk desensitizing the little button..