She felt as if her open cunt were boiling in a cauldron. She had to get satisfaction. Being lewd had only served to flame her desires. A mad little sm...le played around her lips as she still kept her arm over her eyes. "Treat me," she whispered, thrilled by the lewdness of what she was going to say, "Treat me like you did those girls. Just like you had picked me up tonight in a bar." You'd like that, huh?" Lee breathed in her ear."Yes!" Want me to do everything to you?" Yes!" Tell me you want me. "You know what's wrong, it's these damn pumps. Why do women inflictthis misery on themselves? The illogic of it made me look it up.'Pumps' comes >from the French word pompes, meaning 'shoes' and 'pushesup.' The French phrase I'll call them is casse-couilles, becausethey're a pain in the ass." Don't be such a baby; they're only two inch heels. Here, let me rubyour feet."Ula took Connie's feet in her lap and held them in her hands. Connie'sred eyebrows rose as she felt tingling."Hey!" she. ." The imposter sighed as he lookeddown at Jessica's left foot. "Say no more. Say no less. Cease yourobjections. Nevermore digress."The imposter watched Jessica's left foot for a moment. He ran his handover it gently, as if he were petting a cat. No part of it moved. Itdidn't cringe. The toes didn't wiggle. It sat there as peacefully asJessica, who continued to sleep. He considered her for a moment, andthen focused on her foot again. His voice grew softer."As you're probably aware now," he. I don’t know what my eyes were saying as my lips met his with an open-eyed kiss and I pushed my tongue into his mouth. I do know that at that instant my hips rolled up in an involuntary spasm and his gigantic glans popped forcefully into my tight tunnel and the ring of my vaginal opening was stretched tightly around his shaft just behind the ridge of his huge meat head. I bit my lip and looked into his eyes as we spasmed on one another and I tried to relax and accomodate to his immense size..