You're buck naked and I've just seen you smack your monkeywhile wearing women's shoes. As the saying goes, you're in no positionto argue." What do you...want to know?" Everything." He was silent, so I thought for a minute. "Do women'sshoes excite you?" If they're pretty." What makes them pretty to you?" High heels, bright colors, bows, straps..." he trailed off."How about strappy sandals?" Not really." Why not?" I asked sincerely. Then I realized how slowly and painfullythis was going. "Come on,. Steve was obsessed with the game (aren't all golfers?), a passion Ronnie did not share, though he didn't exactly hate the game. He'd played before and not completely embarrassed himself - the only sport he had ever played and not hated. Playing with Steve was like playing scrabble against a dictionary, not a fair match. The joy and relaxation that Steve got from the game, though, rubbed off a little on Ronnie. Steve got time away from his nice but intense wife while Ronnie got to get away with. She was wearing cute white cotton panties, brief but not a thong, but the fabric felt so soft over her bottom as I stroked my hands over it. Finding the waist band I worked it down over her soft, round hips and it too joined the skirt on the floor. My mother was now completely nude in my hands.She leaned down and softly kissed my lips as my hands explored every inch of her body, even between her legs and over her wetness; she was so wet!!. Her moan, when my fingers stroked over her swollen. He rammed his cock deep inside her impossibly tight pussy, loving every second of it.By this time, Lucy had recovered and Vanessa had Lucy lay in front of her. Lucy moaned in pleasure as her mother's tongue drove into her young pussy, scooping out Jeff's cum from deep in her twat. She moaned as she looked down and watched her new husband pounding her mother's pussy with his big dick.Jeff moaned in pleasure as he felt yet another orgasm building in his balls. He hammered Vanessa's pussy hard and.