“You don’t talk much, do you, Gaya?” Prateek asked.“Oh, don’t worry about it. She doesn’t talk a lot,” Anvi said.“Oh, okay. By the way... Anvi, why don’t you and I go upstairs and…you know?” Prateek asked with a perverted smile.“You perv! I love it!” Anvi said, taking Prateek’s hand.“Okay, guys, watch it in case someone comes,” Prateek said and winked before following behind Anvi toward her bedroom.“So, Gaya…err, can I call you ‘Gaya’?”“Haha, of course, Raj. You’re my cousin’s. You can't take your heels off. You haveto wear them all the time. That's what women did back them. You can comein here and slip them off during your lunch break and rub your acheyfeet like the women had to do." What? You expect me to wear these all day? How high are these heelsanyway?" he asked looking at them."Five inches," Morgan said, "They didn't have six inch heels in yoursize in stock, or you'd be wearing six inch heels." "Are you serious. Five inch heels are not designed to be worn all. Tom wasn’t in his cabin, so she wandered around the grounds, looking for him. The ‘No Vacancy’ sign was turned on, although there were only two cabins that appeared occupied. A faint guitar gave her direction and she followed it to the barn. The big door was open. Tom sat silhouetted in the yellow light, strumming bluesy chords. His long hair was loose and disheveled. Beer bottles sat in a bucket of ice at his side. Empties lay scattered in the dirt. ‘Hey! How’s it going?’ Startled, Tom. It was almost twice the size of this,” she said, caressing my stiffening cock.“It was almost in my face, so I would know best! From what I remember, it was much thicker than this too.”She squeezed my cock as she said that. Now I was slightly pouting, and she decided to tease me a little more.“You know, the other girls would tell me stories about him back in college. That he really knows how to satisfy a girl. And that he can do it for an hour without break.”I myself could go for about 20.