"He led me a short distance to a small lane close to Milsom Street, where there was a small and exclusive looking shoe shop. It seemed to specialise i... extravagant "over-the-top" shoes. "Hello Daphne" he said cheerily to the middle aged lady tending the shop. She seemed a fairly exclusive lady herself - very well dressed, very gentile. "I'm after some fuck-me-pumps for my slut here. At least 4 inch heels, you know the sort of thing I like." Indeed I do, Stuart," she murmured. "I'm sure we can. ” She moaned. “I’m so old, and you’ve got a young, pretty girl to play with.” “I think you’re stunning Mrs. J.” I said. “You could easily hold your own with girls Patty’s age.” I wasn’t lying, other than a couple stretch marks from having k**s, she looked just as good as my girlfriend. “That’s sweet of you to say.” She sniffled. “I’m not sure I believe you, but it’s sweet of you to say.” I stood up, then pulled her to her feet. Taking her by the hand, I led her into the house. “Where are we. "Lick, softly."I started to softly lick her pussy, my cock started to get hard, I reached between my legs and started to rub my cock."Stop touching your cock, I did not give you permission to do so."I immediately stopped touching myself as I continued to lick her pussy. She climbed off my face and made her way to the bed. She laid on the bed with her legs spread open, slowly rubbing her pussy with one hand while caressing her breast with the other one."Come to bed, my dear,"I got on the bed as. Her body continued undulate into mine for several minutes more, pausing briefly, panting , continuing before finally collapsing on the bed beside me. We were both gasping as if we’ve just run a marathon. I run my fingers through her dark damp hair. We stayed in bed for a while and then I led her into the bathroom and we stepped into the shower. I loved lathering her body, feeling the muscles twitch and quiver under her smooth skin. I shampooed her pubic hair, twisting it into spikes. We toweled.