Now that she was looking at them closely, she realized that all of the shoes were from high-end stores and really quite beautiful, despite none of the... seeming to have a heel less than five inches tall. At least they weren’t the sleazy white-trash tramp shoes she first thought that they might be.She decided that Erik might be kinky, and – given the height of the heels – a little impractical, but at least he had good taste. She slipped her feet into a pair of pastel tapestry pumps and reached. And it sucks. That’s why Canada can’t advance as a nation. Not that it wants to. Over there, they’re happy with their hockey obsession, their maple syrup and their endless Gretzky versus Crosby discussions. They don’t aspire to be more than what they are. The American is relentless with his drive and ambition. He ruthlessly seeks more and more, in every domain. It’s his drive for self-improvement at work. The naturally lazy Canadian is quite content with the little he has. And he doesn’t want. She pulled out an oversized t-shirt and a pair of short shorts to sleep in. Putting on a pair of house socks, she turned to head for the door but bumped into what felt like a wall. Alexia though she was going to hit the floor but was caught by two strong hands. ‘What are you doing up?’ she asked shock all over her face as she looked up. ‘I woke up when you kissed me,’ Chris replied with a smirk. ‘Are you feeling any better?’ he asked pulling her into a hug. ‘Yes, very much, thanks,’ Alexia. I slowly moved to her belly kissing and licking it. I inserted my tongue in her navel and rolled it inside. She was moaning um. I kissed on her waist slowly I removed her saree completely.Now I moved up to her boobs kissing them from outside blouse, kissing her chest. My hand was still caressing her soft belly, searching for knot of her petticoat. I untied knot of her petticoat, slowly removed it and pulled it down with the help of my toes. I could smell her wet panty. She removed my shorts and.