I slipped his pants down and to my surprise, his cock was not yet completely hard. It was smaller than I thought it would be, which at the time was a...relief. That was about to change, however. In one motion I took it into my mouth. I felt his knees bend, and I gently moved my tongue all over the head. It wasn't long before I couldn't fit much of it into my mouth, as I had absolutely no experience I couldn't do everything I wanted to do. He put his hands on my head, and reassured me that I. ..she said did I like the sound of the heels....I said yes...... very much so. Ok she said, don’t get over confident but now see how you can walk up and down the stairs holding onto the rail...do it till you feel it’s natural...so I walked up and down the stairs for then minutes, eventually managing to do so without holding on to the rail.ok she said, you seem to have the hang of it, now let’s go for a walk downstairs around the house and I proceeded to strut around downstairs, my heels. Wilbur Smith. Unlike that Mr. Smith I have only been moderately successful, but I make more money writing crime fiction than I could if I were a professor of English Literature at some Ivy League college, and enough however, to need a business partner to look after my investments. Actually, again that is not entirely true, I didn’t need a business partner or manager, I was quite happy with my finances the way they were, but in deference to my wife I acquired a partner to look after my affairs. Instantly she was wet. With one hand she reached for his cock. She already knew he was hard and she stroked him through his pants. He lost his concentration and moaned. His hands stopped as if he was paralyzed. She quickly unbuttoned him and pulled his cock all the way out. Using her fingernails she gently teased his balls and with the palm of her other hand caressed his cock. He moaned and his breathing was ragged. He pulled his shirt off and stepped out of his pants. She could see the.