I started looking for everything on this subject, unfortunately everything was in English.But as everything, I could translate everything in an Englis... dictionary.I found that this is crush fetish, crushing things by girls, under their shoes or feet.I was shocked that there is so much and how many people around the world it has. But when I typed these words in Polish language it did not work. Unfortunately, I had to give the laptop away quickly.After the army, I started my first job, I did not. It wasn't even about the gay/straight/sissyboy thing. Yes, Stephan struggled with the idea that he might be gay or at least Bi. But this whole experience was about two people satisfying each other’s most depraved, perverse acts of sexual gratification. They were two old friends that knew they were going to fuck, it was just that. Stephan grew harder imagining Marco entering him from behind with Stephan in his fishnet stockings and black lace panties. Stephan had grown more turned on by the idea. So I leave and take another walk around the club looking for more of my favorite thing.As I am walking around I see a nice, middle aged to maybe a bit on the young side, black man standing in a hallway and him and I make eye contact. I boldly go up to him and say hi. He answers with a hi and says that he saw me going down on the guy in the video room and asks if I like to deep throat big black cock??…of course I do and tell him so as I reach out to feel the outside of the towel where his cock. She was at that time 38 years old and was a very large lady. She was having around 5 feet 10 inches height, with massive, cucumber like boobs, a swelling belly, big, round, elephant like thighs and a mountain-like ass. She was a very energetic woman who took care of the things in my house very smoothly. After reaching home and when I started living with my Mother in our traditional house, I started having very horny thoughts about my own Mother Anandam. The fact that myself and my Mother were.