I felt the cum rise up out of my balls into my cock, and felt his cock grow larger inside my ass. Soon he was fucking me hard and deep his low hanging...balls bouncing off of my ass as he slammed his cock in and out of my ass. I whimpered and moaned and cried out in ecstasy as he fucked me. He banged his cock in and out of my ass like a jackhammer. Our cum rising up in our cocks and filling the heads of them. Soon Jim shoved his cock deep into my ass, one last time, and let out a loud animalistic. "Do you like what Mistress Mother is doing?" May I speak?" You may." Yes Mistress Mother, it's wonderful." "Touch yourself all over with my serious looking sparkling black heel." Mistress Mother told me.This is a bit weird I am thinking and am reluctant to do as I am told, yet if I don't, I'll never get another chance to do these things. "Fuck her heel, I'm sure you have done that often enough." She said darkly."May I speak?" Yes." I never did anything with your heels."There is always a first. Once again, a pair of breasts, high, full,and round, or healthy and youthful, press through, or are part of, thenightgown. Their luminous, pink nipples appear to be erect. Before thenightgown, atop a table or block, a pair of silver high-heeled shoes, thetoes of which are of flesh rather than leather and the nails of which arepainted white, stand, ready, one presumes, for wear. The articles onview are real, their shadows attest, for rod, nightgown, and shoes allcast shadows of themselves. A. You just touched me. Your hands getting more and more bold, running under my nighty and over my panties. You started pausing on my flat chest to feel my c***dish nipples and then you would cup my tiny mound through my panties. I understood this is why you were sorry, but didn’t understand why – what it meant – why were you touching me? Why were you crying?I just watched – afraid to move. You were so strange. And then as your hands started grabbing tighter, pulling harder, probing deeper, you.