We were just looking at each other eye to eye wondering what the other was thinking, when I slipped my shoe off, extended my leg and stocking clad foo... to his cheek. I ran my toes back and forth across his cheek back to where my toes were touching his lips. He gently took my foot in his hand, kissed the tip of my toes, then ran his tongue under neath my toes causing me to close my eyes and gasp with pleasure. He then picked up my shoe, slipped it back on my foot and gave me a little smirk,. The missing part, Mrs Kennedy had subsequentlyconfided to Jane, was a cross dresser to dress in the fashions, bound andgagged as necessary for her further enjoyment. Mrs Kennedy?s interest inbondage seemed a little bizarre at the time but on reflection Jane foundthe thought exciting and it lodged in her mind. Soon afterwards Christinecame into the shop and the possibilities entered her head. When Jane toldMrs Kennedy about her new customer, Mrs Kennedy was delighted and asked tomeet Christine.. ..so much to live for.... so much future to dream..... dream..... dream..... I loop the piano wire garrote up and over from behind, around her slender neck ... yank it tight and her dreams explode inside her cute little head. God.... how the sweet little bitch struggles... her eyes are round as little blue buttons.... her mouth wide.... trying to scream....but only a raspy little gurgling sound comes out of her. Her thin, delicate fingers claw at the sudden pain biting into her throat... her. It was heavenly. I found myself wondering if anyone my age was doing this, like I'd discovered some sexual secret lost to my generation. She rolled me over on one side and opened my legs so she could lick from the top of my butt crack all the way down. I found myself humping into the arc of her tongue a bit, anticipating the feeling of her landing on my pussy, which seemed to be throbbing, aching to be licked. I don't know how long she made me wait, but by the time her tongue finally glided up.