Away he flew to the back. When he arrived back with the shoes, Christy could see a wet spot on the young man's slacks where he had obviously been leak...ng a little. He sat down again and Lifted Christy's left foot to slip the red high heel shoe on. Christy, enjoying this, leaned her left leg to the left a little so the young man would be sure to get an unobstructed view of her newly shaven pussy. As the salesman looked up Christy's skirt he could see her lips were wet and parted enough that he. Without any stroking the orgasm swept over her.Jenny knew what she wanted. She understood what was required to achieve perfection. Asphixia alone lacked completeness, elegance, finality. Jenny now knew how to achieve them, but the plan would require patience and a bit of luck.Two weeks later the first step in her plan fell into place. The notice she had waited for appeared on the jobs board at the financial aid office. A local funeral home needed a night attendant. Jenny applied for and got the. This was the all or nothing moment. Without skipping a heartbeat, I smiled and squeezed the hand holding mine. Expectedly, like the gallant gentleman, he kissed it and the deal was struck.Silence takes over saying everything that needed to be said.He walked ahead of me my hand in his. I imagined the Matador, a brilliant red cape behind him as he taunted the raging bull to attack. The haunting music of Ravel's Bolero, the relentless beat, a low moan of the drum that finally explodes releasing. I kissed my way up her neck and reaching her earlobe, I swirled my tongue around it while I rubbed her nipples with the palms of my hands.“Oh, God, Gerri, shove another finger in my pussy.” Mom moaned as she plied her thirty double E’s.Kissing down and then licking my way up Erin’s neck had her moaning softly as she watched the action in the hot tub. Her butt pressed against my groin, trapping my bulge in the valley between her butt cheeks. I slipped my hands from her tits, sliding them across.