And then went on to say that someone couldn't just get off by rubbing a lady's foot. Ha.....little did she know. Then she unexpectedly placed both her...high heeled feet in my lap with a very drunken come hither look. Like I said.... I was hard and need to get off so what the heck. I started rubbing her stocking legs and worked my down to her heels. She laid back and closed her eyes. I don't know if she was reliving the earlier event or was in the present tense. All I know is I was getting harder. Well, it's a good thing my bathroom's on the ground floor. We just shot in there, and it was obvious she was in a heck of a hurry. It just seemed natural to help her off with the clingy pants, and to seat her on the pedestal. Her relief was so intense, she seemed to be in a religious trance, eyes closed in some kind of divine ecstasy as she sighed-out her pleasure.For me, it was a first - hearing that sweet water-music from the golden droplets tumbling from her little fountain. And I was. He fingered a blond curl against a shoulder."And you couldn't afford a haircut, right? You've needed a haircut since Christmas last year but you didn't get one. A five dollar haircut for boys in my shop and you know I would have done it for free if you had asked? How many times did you get beat up, called a sissy or a queer in school last year, was it jusht because of your hair?"He shook his head miserably. Life can be cruel for studious small boys who don't like sports.She went on, not. Ana suddenly groaned and threw her head back; so she let me know that she was having an orgasm. She whined and bucked her hips; her breathing became erratic while she had such a wild climax…By the time she finished, it was all I could do to keep from unloading my semen all over the carpet. Ana breathed deeply and looked down at me.She motioned for me to get closer.My sexy babe then put her legs on either side of my hips and pulled me to her until our groins almost touched. My balls were sliding.