Eight forty-five, and I started to walk towards home, car lights came up behind me and Mr. Ronald stopped besides me 'sorry I'm late, had to pick Hose... up at his apartment.' I thought that Mr. Ronald was about to pimp me out to a Mexican, but I was wrong. Hosea turned out to be a forty something year old man with a bald head and bad breath. Mr. Ronald had Hosea sitting in his recliner with a blanket over his lap, even though I could see that Hosea had an erection already and was manipulating. I didn't think he would leave them behind either, so I looked for the best possible place for an ambush. There was one stretch that went on in the clear for about a half mile. This was the only place I could see to stop them with the choppers. I wasn't about to put the men in harms way because they didn't have any way to survive without vehicles. Besides, it would take too long to get them into position, even if we had them. I thanked the operator, telling him to make sure the drones were. Within minutes of starting this she would be on the verge of an orgasm. Now came my first decision of the evening, do I bring her off with her toy and then use my now very hard cock to bring her to a second or do I replace her plastic friend now with my natural one. Well tonight we are going to stay with her plastic friend and soon her body was jerking to her first orgasm. Some nights I would then just straddle her torso and place my cock between her tits and she would squeeze herself around me. Her neatly trimmed dark bush was right there, I guess it was trimmed, her pouty cunt lips right there. She made no effort to cover herself. I put the first pair on her and leaned over to look at them I got a great down blouse. Pussy and tits, what a day I was having. She tried on all five pairs of shoes and walked around in them. She loved them all. "I will buy all of them, you Charley, are a shoe master. How do you know what women want?" Peni said. "Just lucky" I said hoping she would not.