Five minutes later they walked up the hill to meet me there and i said to them she isn't done yet. So i grabbed her hand and took her down to the same...spot in the yard laid down some blankets then had her smash her cum filled pussy into my face. His cum in her pussy juices was not as sweet as i was use to but extra salty but i didn't care as my wife quivered and moaned organisming. She was screaming again saying that she really enjoyed it this time while my dick was fucking her cum filled. At first, a small chuckle, then it grew. It grew and grew until it became a full-fledged laugh that the duo shared heartily, abruptly cut off by a passionate, tender yet animalistic kiss, one that lasted for well longer than most kisses last, with both of them loving every second of it.After that moment, everything had changed in a good way for the duo. Their nights together were, instead of a brief reprieve from the chaos of their daily life, the reason they went through their daily life.. I slammed her head as far down my cock as it would go and came deeply into her mouth. She gagged a little, but quickly used her tongue to get any cum that had escaped her mouth.I pulled her head off of me and rested it on my thigh. She kept sticking her tongue out to lick at my cock. After a few minutes, I felt the urge to have my morning piss. Rather than get up, I pulled her by her hair until her mouth was on my cock again. I positioned her so that she could look into my eyes as I talked to. As she closed the lock, the small metallic click sent a rush of excitement through his body. He had bought the shoes from a fetish site which advertised them as slave training shoes. The advertisement suggested these heels as a good way to train a budding slave into wearing aggressive high heels. With normal heels, it read, a slave might be compelled to remove her feet every now and again to provide them with a bit of rest and stretch the calf. With locking heels, the compulsion to do so would.