This was old fashioned personal service and befitting such she went and sat down whilst I went for the sandals. As you will recall, years ago shoe sho...s provided a full service – measuring and fitting. And we too had that old device that allowed me to sit on one end to facilitate fitting the shoe which of course meant that the ladies had to lift up their leg to place their foot on the platform just below my crotch. Those old shoe shop guys must have seen some sights! Returning with about 6. Kristen was moaning and swinging her hard back and forth, pleading with me to please do it. I inched closer and planted a light kiss on her pussy. Kristen gasped and spread her legs even wider. Her breathing was very rapid and her body was shaking. She cried out “Please don’t stop.” I inched closer and began running my tongue around her pussy lips. She raised her hips pushing closer against my face. I found her clit and I began flickering my tongue, alternately pressing and nibbling on. Soon both me and Varun noticed a subtle change in her dressing sense.Her loose fitting, conservative clothes were replaced by tight, slightly revealing clothes. We began meeting almost everyday in the evening.On one such a day when the day I was working out in the gym she called me and asked me to have dinner with her. I agreed. I cleaned up and went to her place along with a bouquet of flowers.She opened the door.I was erect seeing her in a long blue night gown.Her cleavage was visible and her. Now I had heard Sweet Lorraine say fuck, hand-job, and blowjob all in one evening. Would wonders never cease? Though the biggest wonder was in fact ... I was starting to get a little aroused by all of this."To begin with Lorraine, you're not old for one. And for another, it's my own personal belief that you're only as old as you let yourself feel. But frankly, if he's not willing to do anything for you, why on earth would you want to do anything for him?"It was like calling the kettle black on.