She called me over. I got up and walked over to her."Here, look. These hurt a little on my toes," she said to me. I bent down on one knee and began sq...eezing on the shoes to see how much room there was in the shoes. As I did so, I realized that I was at the perfect angle to see up her skirt in the floor mirror, especially if she continued to hold it up higher than usual.I worked and massaged her foot, all the while staring intently into the mirror. God did she have beautiful legs, and I could. It might have stopped there but then the little bitch smirked at him. In response he grabbed her by her hair and thew her to the floor, almost causing her to crack her head against the coffee table."This shit in my house?!?" he'd growled at the shaken girl. He watched as the little slut groaned for a second and then touched her lip. There was blood there. But rather than feel any guilt or remorse, George grew angrier than ever.In a flash he was on her. He got on top of her small body in seconds. Once Claude was calm again Feyela added a few pieces of simply jewelrybefore taking him by the arm and leading him towards the door.If Claude could have run he would have then. The heels of the shoes madedoing so impossible but the fear in his heart of what the outlaw would doto him still remained there as well, and that alone forced the frightenedand feminized young man to follow meekly along with Feyela. Walking downthe steps was difficult as he had no experience whatsoever in walking inthe. She was soaking wet in moments. After a minute I could tell she was nearly ready to finish, so I stopped and moved up her body instead, kissing her stomach first, then her chest, then finally her neck. As I reached her neck, the head of my cock pressed against her soaking vagina. I left it like that, teasing her."What are you waiting FOR-" she started to ask, and I slipped inside her midway through the question, causing her to stop short and gasp. This is one of my favorite things to do, to.