It was black,suede and almond toed; the heel was slim but not quite stiletto fine andmaybe three inches long. There was fine strap, unfastened now, wh...chwould cross the arch of the woman who wore it.Surely I wasn't dreaming within a dream. It felt like I was awake.The toppled shoe lay innocently in the pool of light cast into thebedroom from the bathroom. I took a couple of hesitant steps, squattedand picked it up. The sole was scuffed from use, the heel a little worn.The strap was kinked from. Perhaps she wasn’t certain whether she did recognise the strange woman who’d approached her so boldly after the initial welcome party dispersed. The fact that Glade addressed her by name in her own language must have disconcerted her. ‘Have you lived in this village for long?’ she asked Glade cautiously and still in her own language. ‘For more than two years,’ said Glade, careful not to use the honorary titles that had once been mandatory. ‘And you? How long have you lived with the Ocean. I couldn’t resist this. Just the thought of sleeping with her made me get hard. Oh, and by the way, she was wearing a black crop top and shorts. The crop top was tight enough to make her nipples be seen.That made me hard in my pants and I think she noticed it, but chose to ignore it!That night after we reached her house I couldn’t resist and pulled her closer to me. I locked lips with her and she tried to resist but couldn’t. After two mins, she too wanted this badly. We were sucking each other. I could hear and feel her breathing heavily through her nostrils as I mouth fucked her. I gripped her wigged head and built up a rhythm. The guy in her ass started to get excited. He picked up his pace and started to grunt as he rammed his erupting cock deep inside. Every jolt forced my cock deep into her throat. She just squeaked as she took his load. When he finished. I grabbed my chance. I pulled out and turned her around. she stumbled and nearly fell off her heels I plunged my hard cock.