He could also see the glittering diamantes on herfully-fashioned stocking tops and the silvery spatter of his and Red'ssemen on her sheer black stocki...ged thighs. She stood up and took herclutch purse and tottered off on her high-heels towards the toilets justbehind the booth.The Predator watched her falter in her red high-heels and his eyesfollowed the back seams on her gossamer black stockings from where theybegan at the fashioned Cuban heels to where they disappeared under herblack leather. I’ve never felt Paul with my hands before but tentatively I reached and touched this stranger’s hard penis, I stroked it from base to tip along the underside and it quivered to my touch. I gripped it near the base encircling with my fingers and gave a little squeeze, it was warm and firm. I pulled my hand up his shaft and a bead of semen oozed from the tip. I wonder? I licked the bead away with my tongue and I felt so naughty that I almost came again. It was warm and thick but oddly dry. It was clean, fresh smelling. She kept up the house, wanting to make her home with Mitch something special.I hated the man more.I turned her to face the mirror. I stood beside her, my arm around her. She would make a good wife. She would be loving. She wouldn’t cheat on me. Hurt me. She would be faithful like my whore-ex should have been.“Look at yourself,” I told her.She raised her eyes then wiped at her tears. She drew in a shuddering breath. She looked so miserable. I had to take away her. She had never been turned on this much before. She desperately needed a release, but knew it would eventually come. She just had to endure the loving torture he was putting her through. David made it to her knee and now back up her inner thigh. He loves how she keeps squirming with every kiss he places. He can see how much this is making her wet. The bed spread is soaked beneath her! He is mere inches away from her love hole. Her smell is intoxicating. He places his nose on her clit and begins.