So I took my hand and lowered my pants and got hold of my full hard dick, oozing with precum after all the stimulation it has had. I jerked off slowly...making as little movement as I could and then I had to put it away without cumming as I didn’t want to wake her up.In the following few minutes, I dozed off again only waking up the next morning, still hard from the last night’s dream come true.The rest of my holiday went away in the blink of an eye. As I started college, my visits to her house. As each turn grew tighter in my insane evening I became less certain of anything, most of all my personal safety, and descending into a dark, albeit enormous, basement, that mortal fear did not subside in the least.‘Welcome,’ said Wilkes, ‘to every man’s dream.’Light flooded the room. My eyes slowly adjusted, and blood rushed from my lungs to a more southern region.Rows and rows of cages, each containing a live, naked female were placed like supermarket shelves across one side of the endless. Which at that time, believe it or not, was only about once a week, lol. I never really thought about older, mature women, even though I did think some of them were sexy, I would always think of girls around my age, for the mental images needed, while playing with my self. My dad was dating a woman, younger than him. He was in his 40's and she was in her early thirties. Jessica, is her name, and she always treated my dad and me really well. She would always ask me how my day was going, if I. "What footwear do you have at the moment," she asked. When I listedeverything I had, she added, "None of that sounds appropriate so let'slook for something new."She eventually settled on a black, patent, T-bar design with two bucklesand a two and a half inch heel. When I sat on the chair, she slipped offmy brown sling-backs and slid the school shoes onto my feet. Once she hadbuckled me in, she instructed me to stand and walk to and fro. The shoesseem to have been made for me and were by far the.