Heather lifted up my left foot, which still appeared to be a man's foot.I hoped I'd be able to retain the last remaining proof of my masculinitybut th...t wasn't to be. Heather lifted the first pink stiletto and easilyslid it onto my foot, which seemed to instantly change into a muchsmaller and feminine foot, with equally smaller toes.My toenails remained unpainted as they poked out the front of the open-toed stiletto, which I was happy about. Heather reached for the otherstiletto and began to. I felt her tongue on my mound, and I ached for her then. My pussy was sopping wet, and her fingers slid right in as her tongue found my swollen clit. I used my thumb on her, rubbing while I sucked and slurped. She had a hot, talented tongue and she went to work on my pussy, nibbling and biting and sucking me. Her fingers were fucking me good and her tongue was working magic on my clit. I had my face buried in her snatch and I slid up an inch or two so I could tongue her sweet little brown hole.. I realized he was about to shoot his cum. I almost shouted, “Yaar, please do not cum in her pussy – you guys are not using condoms – she may become mother of your child!” But he had reached a point ahead! He was unable to stop and continued stroking with full force and suddenly began getting convulsions arising out of his discharge. He still did not withdraw and continued to release his full load into her pussy. My wife was also having her orgasm and was fully enjoying the feel of the hot cum. I was worried, I hoped that they were practicing proper birth control. Even though I liked Jennifer, I thought that both her and Brad were too young to get married and especially too young to have children.As I continued to hear my son's bed squeaking and the headboard bumping against the wall of his room in a steady rhythm I became more and more nervous. What if they were ignoring birth control? I knew how passion could over power teenager's common sense in the spur of the moment, and I really.