However he seldom wore them outside. He slipped them on over the socksand stood up."No. I don't like the looks of them. Take them off and take the soc...soff too," she directed causing him to sit back down and do as he wastold. "Here, try these," she said handing him a pair of black leatherwedgies that she had bought at a 'tall gals' shop. They had a moccasinfront with a two inch wedge heel. He slipped his stockinged feet intothem and stood up. "That's better," she told him "Wear those." Whenshe. " comes my genius reply. "I think I need to sit down now." I say as my knees unlocked and I slide bonelessly to the floor, Saber tries to catch me, but it is the nice young man from earlier who ends up with me in a puddle on the floor."Do you need medical attention?" he asks me again.I would have laughed at him but I don't have the energy for more than a halfhearted chuckle."You really need to stop asking me that," I finally answer him. "I am fine, just ran out of steam, it has been a long day. )Having long ago dropped into my loins, the only syllable my mind was capable of forming was the all-caps ‘FUCK!’ as she kept raking her teeth over the ornament, unmistakably asking me to do exactly this to her clit—if I had been able to take the most obvious of hints, that is.For once unable to come up with any witty comeback, I waited until she added, playfully, “Guess it’s getting late and I should go home,” observing exactly how I reacted to the way she lewdly displayed the object of my. Uk***"Keep pushing, Honey. You're doing fine." Uhhh! Uhhh! I can't ... this is too hard." Okay, look at me. Look at me, Petra!"I struggled to look at Trevor and concentrated on his deep blueeyes, which always get my knees weak. This time, their charmfailed to hypnotize me, but I managed to hold on eye contactwith him.Trevor said slowly, "Okay now, follow my breathing. Inhale,exhale, inhale and exhale. Try to push when you breathe out."Taking in a deep breath, I gathered the muscles of my.