Shortly the sales woman returned and opened the box, taking out the boots. Alexis put both of them on, then walked around the store in them, checking ...he fit. I had to admit, they looked very nice on her, but she had that effect on most clothing.“What do you think?” she asked, looking in my direction.“They’re ok, they look good on you.” I answered.“Just ok?” Alexis replied.The sales woman laughed, I am guessing at my sheer lack of interest in what was going on.“If these were the latest turf. I made sure I was exactly on time. My knees were trembling with anticipation and I had a massive erection. You can imagine my disappointment when I saw the clearing was empty. I walked across to the bushes where the gorgeous stranger had appeared but there was no sign. It was like a kick in the stomach. I sat on the fallen log for about twenty minutes. There was still no sign. Wanking by myself did not appeal so I got to my feet , regretfully, and started to walk back to the path. Just then I. Then she was completely hard and ready for round two. She was now fucking in earnest pushing her cock balls deep into my ass and pulling back but staying in my ass. I experimented squeezing my sphincter muscles around her cock and trying to pull her cock up inside my ass. For the most part though I let her do the fucking and just concentrated on feeling her movements back and forth in my anal cavity.It was lovely feeling her hardness in my ass as she got excited again and her movements. ”“Us? As in you and your sister?”“Yes.” I said. “New Zealand Coast Guard is reasonably certain that the plot was American CIA.”“What makes them think that?”“After we claimed political asylum, the Marines invaded Auckland and tried to take us by force. If you people had have just asked, politely, Immigration would have given us up.” And here I mumbled, “Fucking bullies.”“We people? Wasn’t us.”“The accent was right, three witnesses and no markings on boat or motor. It takes a belligerent nation.