" Began Dr. Cox as she paused for a moment, appraising herself. She was entirely naked save only for a pair of ruby-red, stilleto heeled women's shoes... "Normally, we Coit'ii detest the gross textiles that lesser females cover their bodies with, but these... I could get used to wearing shoes. The high heels encourage a posture that seems to push my breasts forward - they draw attention to my sexuality, rather than conceal it. Yes, this is an Earth custom that I could accept." It's a beginning.". :-) . Our turn came and I put the glasses on her counter. She beeped them again and asked whether we needed a carry bag. Me and my friends started laughing and I said ” Itni si chhoti cheez k liye bhi carry bag, kya yaar!!”. She also started giggling. And then to my utter surprise, she asked ” kya piyoge isme? Beer?”. We again started laughing and then I explained her the purpose of those glasses.Next day was Sunday . Woke up at around 2 in the afternoon. I hardly remember any Sunday without a. ” As I listened and concentrated on every word she said, I put the last bite of her exquisite breakfast into my mouth. At the moment all I could do was look her in the eye and smile as I chew my last my bite and swallow. I look at her and say, “Baby, that was so good……. Thank you very much……….Honestly, I was disappointed when I sensed your doubt and then you admitted it but you finally figured it out. I knew you would. We might puzzle each other from time to time but I will never do anything. I was hoping that a shower would help bring him out a little from his current state. So we moved to the bathroom. The bath room in this hotel was a marvel – a glorious bath tub and a separate shower room. I turned on the shower and we frolicked under it for some time – hugging and kissing various part of the body in turns. In spite of his protestation, I managed to take his cock in my mouth now and then. We soaped each other and I made sure that I would present a clean cock and hole for him to.