Exceptfor the soles and toes, they were almost like slippers. The toes weretough and hard. The soles consisted of two separate pieces, one forthe ba...l of the foot, one for the heel. They didn't have shoelaces;instead, there were straps which he had to wrap and tie tightly aroundhis ankle, to keep the shoe on. It took a couple minutes, with thesalesman's help to get the shoes on finally. The shoes were quitetight, and they felt strange to walk in. "They're for ballet anddancing. They have. Susan, now realising that I was there flashed a drunken smile at me as she was being rocked back and forth by the thrusts of the guy behind her.After a couple of minutes of feeling awkward I went back to our table to have another drink, as I sat down the other guys questioned me where Susan was. I slowly explained, still barley believing it myself. We sat there for a while trying to decide what to do and the conclusion we came to was that if she wanted to let a couple of strangers fuck her in. As I was still kneeling I was at the perfect level to admire her panties which has caused me to get hard earlier. They were a pale pink colour and were sheer, so I could see her black bush through them. The shadowy triangle drove me crazy, my cock now painfully stuck in my jeans. I fidgeted to try and get more comfortable. I kissed the smooth white flesh mid-way up her thigh and she shivered and placed her hands on my head. I could smell her pussy now, a clean lusty odour. While trailing. He loves to be a cum slut and eats his own cum. I have trained Charles to be subservient to me, yet I was bored with him. I had sought out other venues and exquisite delights to fulfill my hidden desires. I have always been a woman of taste and strong men. I had recently terminated a relationship with my previous sadist. The whole love story and feelings were a bit systematic. He became soft. However, Charles devotion is never questioned. The bastard loves to be a dick whore. I dress him in.