God help me when she wears heels, It turns my brain into pudding. On those occasions I don't know how she doesn't figure out I'm crazy for her. My eye... stay glued to her ass when she's in heels, and her strong beautiful legs. She makes my dick feel trapped, pressing hard against my jeans begging to get out and bury itself between her gorgeous legs till it hits wet and warmth.Sometimes I think she does it on purpose. She came back from a shoe shopping expedition with her friend once and pranced. Sooner or later she was going to lower herself onto the saddle and let it take her to that one, final orgasm. No chosen one had ever been able to resist. She had thought them all weak, but now she knew that it wasn't their weakness that caused them to willingly make that final ride. It was the strength of whatever it was that burned within her and slowly forced her body to seek what only the saddle could provide. It was the strength of that heat and need that would eventually cause even her to. "Stroke it... stroke that dick for me..." I did as he said as i wrapped my hand around my cock completely and started up and down, long deep strokes. "That's it... good boy... stroke that dick.. faster... faster... stroke that fucking cock..." It felt so good stroking my cock with him watching and it made me so much more horny now than before. "You want me to suck that cock don't you? you want me to come over there and suck that cock right now?" I let out a moan as i mouthed yes. He smiled and. Well, we went driving around and it was hot outside but had a bright full moon so you can still see. We went driving around some neighborhoods and noticed a guy was walking down the street and he was about 20 or so. I looked at her and said, "are you thinking what i'm thinking?" She said again, "I hope so." There was a parking lot down the street where he was walking to and we pulled down to it and parked. He was still about 200 yards away, which gave us enough time to get ready. Tiffany pulled.