I liked one pair so much, greywith embroidery on the outsides of the shins, that I had the salespersoncut off the labels so I that could keep them on....Mum was noticeably morecomfortable now that my legs were hidden, which made me wonder if it wasanother strange jealousy. Anyway, I didn't mind because I felt morecomfortable too. As we wandered around a big mall looking for the bestcoffee, I felt confidently feminine and shapely in my new jeans. I reallyenjoyed replacing my older clothes because. We were not talking.Suddenly, holding her left leg with my both hands I placed her left foot heel on my penis. She was trying to caress with her foot sole too.But, I was pressing her left foot heel against my penis.And, I began coming to her heel badly.I was ejaculating to her heel like crazy.I saw my sperms were splashing to her legs and skirt. I was watching her left foot's heel and my penis while I was coming.And, holding her left leg I was pressing her heel onto my penis.She had understood. I moved up then down still letting half in and the pain was there again. I didn't know if I could take this anymore. I moved up then down again but this time the pain seemed to have decreased.I think my cunt was adapting. I moved up and down again, the pain was now tolerable. I moved up and down faster and now it was pleasurable.I stopped to try and let the whole strap on in. It went in. If felt so great. I moved up and down faster and started to moan. I grabbed her tits as I rode the strap on.. By the time I was finished (the preparations and the wine), I heard the doorbell ring. Damn, I should have brought the bottle! I lifted my skirt, tapped my bald bounce-house for luck and head off to meet my meat. As I descended the stairs, Sam was staring up at me with a restrained but decidedly carnivorous look in his eye. It felt really good to have a man drool over me like that again – and for me to be able to reward that man for drooling.“Hey Sam,” I smiled.“Hey there Brenda,” he.