I thought as quickly as my overwhelmed state would allow. Your instructions to me were – and I struggled to remember Your exact words, Sir – to m...sturbate through my panties until they – and my hand – were good and wet. My panties were already so wet that I could have mopped the bathroom floor with them, Sir, as You know. I could hardly remember a time when they hadn’t been soaked. But I hadn’t actually masturbated, Sir, and of course my hands were still dry, unless You count the cold. ) Sometime around this time I bought my first pair of heels. I remember that they came out of a bin at a salvage store. They were as cheap as could be. They were slides, made out of molded plastic with a 3? heel. The cheap patent look plastic straps that went across the toes/instep were held in place by small brads nailed into the molded plastic sole. I wore them when I was alone in the house. My big feet pulled the plastic strap loose and I had to re-nail them. The heels bent under my weight.. He had always told her as long as she was discreet, her occasional forays with girls were fine with him. Then he began wanting to join in, which was also ok for awhile, until he began paying more attention to the other women, than to her. When she started complaining, his solution was to bring in another man for her. That was when she put her foot down, and ended the threesomes entirely. The trouble was, he kept seeing other women, so they finally divorced. I told her that after being. I loved how his tongue felt on my nipple. I was moaning and shivering with pleasure. He was so good that I had an orgasm. Now it was my turn to please him. I started rubbing on his dick over his pants. He was still sucking on my boobs and bit me. This made me even hornier and I took his dick in my hand and started jerking it. For a man who looks like 60, he had a dick of a young guy. It was about 7 inches and really thick. I couldn’t wait to service it with all my holes.I quickly kneeled down.