. not knee high but thigh high leather spiked heels ones ( my first love ) still bound, eyes stuck on her hands slowly zipping them in front of my fac... her legs encased in leather, fuck! Crossing her legs the toe stopped at my mouth, sitting just before me; still on all fours the tip of her boot brushed my lips, "lick the toe! You’re going to be trussed up in that position until you lick my boots, if they don't shine! Then.... well you don't want to know!" eagerly my tongue snaked along the. One Saturday after college me and Anu were back at my place and busy with some serious foreplay, we were meeting after the holiday season and we were both horny as Fuck. Part of our foreplay including taking pictures of each other doing stuff. Back then I owned a shitty Kodak digital camera that would sometimes not focus and to fix it you would have to take pictures of random bright light. During that particular session I was clicking some BJ photos while the camera acted up, lazy as I was I. “Thank you, sir.”“I also appreciate what you did to facilitate his application.”I waited for the other shoe or shoes to drop.“The trouble is, the company in the U.S., which is run by a relative of the minister, although he wasn’t very clear on who it was or what the relationship is exactly, does not wish to apply for a work visa for the minister’s grandson.”He rubbed his face again.“The minister is not happy about this Michael, not happy at all.” He paused. “So my question to you, Michael, is. That was one of the highlights of my life." You're welcome," I responded, not comprehending her full meaning."I wanted to thank you by returning the favor." With that, she wasted no further time in unbuckling the slacks I had worn to work, and fishing in my boxers for my already hardening cock. Once I got the idea, I moved the chai to the rear cupholder, to give her room to work. She began by licking the tip, drawing circles around it with her tongue. After a few seconds of that, she engulfed.