Well, I thought… well, if I wear heels I’ll be much taller than you. I wasn’t sure you’d like that.’ ‘Anne, you look wonderful. You could ...e seven foot six and you’d still look wonderful. If you want to wear heels, wear them.’ A very feminine giggle came from Anne as she scurried back up the stairs. Only moments later she returned, barefoot, with a pair of silver high-heeled sandals in her hand, which she immediately put on. Drawing herself up to her impressive height – now about six feet –. Maybe because of both our closeness, and the openness of her most personal part to my view; or was it perhaps pheromones and the scent of her pussy? Or was I just so turned on that my hormones made all decorum drain from my head and the male animal was ruling my civilized self. In any case, I said softly but distinctly, looking mom right in the eyes, “I want to kiss where I came from.”“What, what did you say? You want to kiss . . .”“Where I came from. I love you and want to show you how. Sabrina had very little appetite, her tired eyes were downcast. She was afraid to look Esther directly in the eyes. After the maid removed the plates…hers was practically untouched…and only the coffee cups were left, she could not endure the suspense any longer: ''I accept." Her answer was barely audible. "Very well, I will have my lawyers draw the contract, it will be ready this afternoon." That was enough time for Sabrina to torture her mind. She had heard rumors about Esther's strange. "See that tube. Squeeze some special lube out and apply it all over my pussy slit and even up into my vagina."Mike followed instructions perfectly except he allowed his thumb to push inside the General's tiny pucker hole as well."Oh, Cowboy! Slow down! This is just a test run training session. Save the finesse for the Russki bitch."Mike laughed and massaged the brunette beauty's soft white buns.Beverly groaned a bit at the waves of pleasure starting to build up throughout her entire body. It.