How long Annette? And why, if I might ask?" I said."It was at the church bazaar last year. You wouldn't go with me, and I was pretty upset about you b...eaking your promise to go with me. I was the chairperson of the event for goodnesssakes, but I couldn't even get my husband to support me. I was hurt and vulnerable," she said."A church event? You chose a church event to fuck me over! How blee-bloody fucked up is that!" I snarled at her. I take back what I said before; I am bitter, bitter as can. There mother was a curvy lady,dark haired, quite good looking, heavy smoker, big chested and always wore tan tights and scholls,her nylon feet always caught my eye, i was fascinated with them, i don`t know why and i started to get sexual urges,i would always stare at her nylon feet, she used too kick her scholls off and moan her feet were hurting, i so desperately wanted too give her nylon feet a rub, but i was too shy too ask, basically i was too shy and scared too do anything, i had never cum. “Where is she?” asked Kate as she surveyed the area. “She sat down to try on some shoes. She’s over along the wall, sitting in one of thosechairs,” pointed Stephanie. Kate swung and headed in the direction Stephanie had indicated. Paula and Diane’s confusion showed as they followed Kate. She approached a girl sitting in a chair, while she tried on a pair of shoes. “Excuse me. Do you speak any English?” asked Kate politely when she neared the stranger. The girl stopped working on squeezing into. I inserted my hand through her kamiz & started pressing them more passionately. I could feel her soft nipples getting hardened. I pulled off her kamiz she was in her white padded bra that made her boobs more voluptuous. Then I lowered her salwar she was wearing a black panty.I unhooked her bra from behind her boobs flunked out as they were struggling to break free. She had great pink nipples, which were already erect. I lifted her by her arms & started sucking her boobs. The mole on the left.