Not that she often had bare feet. She usually wore killer heels with designer and very expensive labels. Much like she was wearing now. She liked t... screw in them. Always had done. She knew full well that one of the things many men fantasised over were heels and stockings. She wore full fashioned seamed stockings now. Heels, stockings a suspender belt and nothing else. Her designer slip dress lay on the floor by the poolside as did her black lace bra and panties. Domina had the looks. He continued the best he could; deeper and deeper. Arthur choked; Harry’s cock forced its way deeper filling Arthur’s throat, almost cutting off his air supply. While reverse wrenched; Arthur took a deep breath before his head was again pushed down and breached even deeper; skull fucked and spoken filthy. The dildos Arthur had collected for practicing had made him to dare and not disappoint Harry and give a hard try to swallow Harry clear to his balls for pleasure. Soon as he relaxed his throat. It wasn’t a well- paid job, but the work was OK and we did get to see the country. We had a rented car and stayed in inexpensive motels, with twin beds.John and I got to know each other quite well. He was a jock without doubt, but he was smart and funny. And confident and sure of himself. And also very attractive. Lean, but obviously well-muscled. I saw him out of the shower a few times and he had one impressive body; I hadn’t seen his equipment, but he had a beautiful ass. Talking with him. Sensing Emma's overwhelming desire for satisfaction, Lauren once again sought out her anus, twirling her tongue gently against the muscles, pushing gently inside whenever Emma relaxed sufficiently to admit her. Maria took one side of her vagina at a time, kissing each of her labia in turn, taking the soft skin between her lips and running up and down the length of her, mixing lubrication until the little girl dripped with liquid pleasure."Oh! Please!" she wailed. "Please let me come!" Lauren.