I thought about buying some but I knew I would never have enoughnerve to do that. Then I wondered if my mom would have a pair that wouldfit. While s...e was watching TV downstairs I went into her room andgrabbed a pair. I took the shoes back to my room and locked my door. Iwaited until my mom went to sleep before I put on her shoes. I was happyto find that they fit like a glove. They were pretty black heels. Theywere suede with a three inch spike heel. I was so happy that it was hardfor me. Am I ever." You were dating that Jeff guy, what about him?" Oh, god, he's so in love I could never compete." Huh?" In love with himself. Nobody could ever compete with his own love for himself, that's for sure. No, he's out. Um, what ... what about you, Greg? We could kill both birds with one stone. God, what a weird saying that is, who kills birds with stones, anyway?"She was talking about an old saying and stones and stuff but I was stuck back on the words, 'what about you. Greg?' Was she. ”“Well, that’s a first. I can’t recall any other girl or woman suggesting that. Usually I get asked how tall I am, or how’s the weather up there.”“How tall are you?” she grinned.“Six-seven.”“I’m six-two,” she admitted with a sly smile.“Can I interest you in a coffee and a muffin if we can find a place?” I asked.“Sure. Let me get my bag. What about your clothes?” she wondered.“Same place as yours, probably; in the locker area behind the announcer’s stand. Let’s have a look.”We found both our. I lined the head of my cock to her opening and pushed. She was creamy wet and ready. Slowly, I slid into her until my balls were flush with her ass. Lisa reached down and cupped my balls and then I felt her finger wrap around the base of my shaft.Rather than resenting what I was doing, she loved it. I had hoped it would be a bit of a sting; nothing she wanted!I pulled my cock out slowly and then pushed it back in. Alice lifted her own legs and held them with her hands. Lisa moved around behind.