Melanie's tears flooded down her nose as her breasts throbbed and tingledwith heat and pain. Her nipples contracted hotly as her breasts cooked in the...arm oil. Her breath came in ragged gasps and she shook on the verge of sensorialterror. Her body was no longer rationalizing or communicating with her reason,every touch, every nerve, firing off on its own instinctive path. Her sex gushedwith a sudden wetness and she longed for the stuffed vegetables to move orplunge deeper. She began to pump her. Lately, I am buying between three and five pairs of shoes a week. This extravagance is eating up the majority of my income but it is an obsession that drives me into a frenzy of happiness each and every time.My routine is simple.I have discovered a plethora of shoe stores of varying inventory and range of prices within walking distance from my place of employment. In fact, when I took count, it was over forty stores in my circle of obsessive enjoyment. My fetish is structured in the selection. She returned to her room. Another hour or so passed, my girlfriend and I were fooling round on the sofa in front of the TV. Her flatmate came into the kitchen in an amazingly short black dress with a pair of heels on a pair of black thigh high boots in her hand, "Which ones?" she asked, "Well show us". She put down the boots, and spun round and walked around the apartment. The heels made her already tall slim figure, taller and slimmer, defining her calves and thighs. She then bent over to. Sam’ semi-hard cock bulged in his underwear. Lord, look at that tight body, she mused. She noticed his eyes were unfocused, and he seemed a little unsteady.“Here, baby, let me help you with the gown!”Jamie picked up the gown and slid it over her son’s shoulders. Their bodies touched. Jamie looked into his unfocused eyes. She kissed him lightly on the lips. She stepped behind him and tied just the top knot. Her hands slip under the gown. She moaned softly as her hands slid across his tight hard.