"The woman got there first and took her time cleaning up Ronny's mons. The man came out of his stupor and measured Ronny's foot. He didn't want to lea...e but felt compelled to get the shoes. He almost ran to get the shoes and was back very quickly with two different styles. He opened the box without looking at it and slipped a shoe onto Ronny's foot.He hated to say it but had to. "You have to walk with it."Ronny looked at Sandra and saw the nod so she got up to walk around. When she got back to. Thank God they were dark because I could feel I had a big wet spot. She used her hand to check on me periodically to know that her stories were working. She said I was the only person she felt like she could tell this stuff to and instead of judging her I would get stiff as a bone and want to fuck her. She was absolutely right. Two hours later the four of us were in her and Don’s hotel room and I fucked the hell out of her.At the beginning of summer Don, Lori, Lindsay and her boyfriend Dustin. There's no mistaking the look in her eyes. She wants me in her. I ease myself out of her mouth and for a moment, she looks at me, puzzled. Then I roll her over and get on top of her, kissing her deeply. Unlike the kiss in the pond earlier, she continues this one, darting her tongue in and out of my mouth and moaning slightly as we continue to kiss. I start to move my hips and line up my hard member at the entrance to her now soaking slit. She feels what I'm doing and moans softly into my. As usual, he used the excuse that he was helping someone study. He didn’t want his parents to know he was a bodyguard. He got in Monica’s Mustang and they headed off towards Sycamore Forest, a subdivision of mini-mansions on the southwest side of the city. Trees bordered the neighborhood, giving it an air of seclusion, and one had to drive a quarter of a mile before seeing the first house. Tim’s house was on the far side of the subdivision. The street dead-ended into a small grassy field, then.