?How am I supposed to walk in those?? ?I think the idea is that you don’t.? The heels were so high that the foot was forced into a point, like balle... shoes but without the flexibility. The black leather shoes were held on by thick straps around the ankles. My experiments with ballet had ended at the age of seven when I’d decided pink tutus were definitely not my style. Aside from the pointed toes, these slick, black leather shoes had little in common with those pink and frilly days. I tried the. CHRIST THAT’S BIG.” Screamed Lauren. “Just you wait bitch, I still have the other one to put in.” “N... No.. I...” Whimpered Lauren. Sydney could see the look of fear in her eyes as she slid the second dildo up and down her own pussy to get it ready to pound Lauren with. “Brace yourself Lauren.” Warned Sydney as she slowing began pushing it into Lauren’s tight ass hole. Finally, after a lot of effort, Sydney managed to get the whole 14 inches all. The last one was a shame. He loved fucking Cassie. It almost gave him the sense of violating the innocent, a thought which threatened to bring down another rain of criticism upon him.You almost gave in, I know you did, the Darkness said with guarded glee. I sensed you wanted to. Perhaps that's really why you went back to fucking her like crazy. You want this to be permanent.Richie parted from Cathy, and the voice faded from his mind. The Darkness retreated, becoming just a faint background. He takes his shoes off. I hear him open up the closet door and deposit his suit jacket. More often than not, the men who visit me wear suits. They generally come before work or during their lunch hours. Sometimes they come in the middle of the day. Nobody comes at night. At night, my mistress tells me, all these men are with their wives. The man’s footsteps are heavy. Perhaps he is old, and weighted down by age and success. Perhaps he is ugly. I keep waiting for a truly ugly one to show up, but.