To just rub it. To be gentle. I slid my hand up her thigh again and touched her pussy. We kissed and touched one another. We moaned.“Take off your t...p,” I told her. We parted just long enough for her to pull off the tight halter top. She was wearing black bra that barely held her creamy white tits.“Bra, too?” she asked.“Not yet,” I told her. The clasp was in the front and I could take it off at any time. I wanted to heighten the anticipation.I pulled her back closer to me and started rubbing. I had no problem swirling my hips around in a fun rhythm of two big circles and a quick little one. His body was humming with the build up. I could see on his face and he was practically shaking with it. Considering that it had been six whole months I had to give him credit that he was holding back as long as he was. “I want you to cum with me,” he gasped. I spread my legs wide and started rubbing my clit while he rode me as slow as he could without cumming. My legs were starting to shake and. The only way to get my shoes off was gonna be topick the locks or by cutting the straps. All my attempts to pick thelocks had failed so with no alternative I began the long process offiling through the stiff shiny leather straps with my nailpolishedtipped fingers. For the next 2 hours I filed away at the straps. When Igot halfway through the straps I was able to tear off one of the twostraps. It took another 2 hours to file through the other straps beforeI could take off the shoes. My toes felt. I scowled at Laura, not aware that she had spoken with Sarah, in great detail, about what had transpired between us."It's not what it looks like!" I spurted.Not what it looks like?! Did I actually just fucking say that? Not what it looks like?!Damn!"I mean. Well ... er ... what the hell are you both doing here?" I snapped. "You're supposed to be at Laura's house!" I had left my phone here," Sarah said, "so we just came back to pick it up before going to the nightclub. Wish I hadn't now!"Laura.