A lessor man would have thrown that whiny ass out long before! But you have plans for my ass. BIG fat plans. I begin the house duties, as I am washing...your dishes you walk behind me and squeeze my titties and twist my nipples. I can feel your crotch pulsing against my naked ass. This isn't so bad I am thinking...I pull out the vacuum and start in the living room. You are sitting back on the couch, leering at my boobs swaying with every push of the vacuum. The definition of the tone of my long. I lick it and suck around your waist.Kriti: Ahhhhhhhh! You made me cum. I had an orgasm. Yessss.(In real too, she had an orgasm)Me: Show me your pussy baby. I want to lick your wetness. I pull out your underwear and bring my face close to your pussy.Kriti: By then a wave comes towards us and wash our bodies and my pussy too. You look sad. I kiss your forehead and say, Don’t worry cutie pie, I’ve still got more for you ;)Me: Really?Kriti: Now,I get up and make you lie on the sand. I sit on your. " Then she heard the jingling sound. She propped herself up on one elbow to see what it was. It took her a moment to figure out what it was, and she wished she hadn't. The jingling was coming from the rings and buckles hanging from this mass of black leather and straps. Then she re-considered. Part of what had turned her on so much was the feeling of helplessness, kind of like being the damsel in distress. She recalled how much she enjoyed it when the boys in her neighborhood played Cowboys and. Rubbing the shoe all over my panty-clad bottom, she shined it. She allowed me to sit on the stoolonce again and placed the shoe on my foot. Placing the other pumpin front of my face, she smiled her almost shy, yet cruel, smileas I licked it clean. Once again, she motioned for me to bendover the stool as she wiped the shoe down on the back of mypanties. She traced the heel over the cleavage of my derriere,pulling me up to sit on the stool. Placing the shoe on my otherstocking-clad foot, she.