They ranged from ankle boots with six-inch heels, through beautiful brown riding boots, to those in kinky-looking, thigh-length black patent leather.I...settled for a pair of black, knee-length boots with a four-inch, shiny metal heel. I sponged them in the basin, carefully dried them off and, on my knees, began to apply polish. I became fully erect as I acted out what was for me, an act of fetish worship.The door swung open a few minutes later. “Like what you see, Peter?” she said in a sarcastic. “Hey wait a second here. I’m not sure you realize what a mess you’re in. This storm is going to last at least a week, maybe two. You will freeze to death before you die of starvation.”“I don’t want the police involved. At least not yet, please you have to understand. If you call the police and they put me in a shelter it will be so embarrassing. My life would be ruined” as she pleaded with me. I could almost hear her cry. She might actually been crying. The rain and the scarf are making it hard. If Stinson's party prevails, we'll suffer the same insanity we've faced over the last two years." Carrots and sticks, somebody said," Bob grinned."Come again?" Awww, c'mon people! You said it yourselves. I was there at the meeting, remember? We offer Bronstein and his small band of supporters a bountiful harvest of carrots. Then we threaten the Stinson partisans with a bunch of hurtful sticks. Never forget that above all else, they are politicians. Voter appeal and pots of money are their life. I was so close! I grabbed the back of the bigger girls head as she deep throated my cock and began to thrust in an out of her mouth faster an faster, shoving my cock in and out of her mouth, her friend whispering in my ear, egging me on. "mmmm fuck her mouth baby, ooohhhhhh she loves that throbbing white cock down her throat I can tell." OOOHHH I was so god damn close, the image of myself spurting a massive load all over her enourmous ebony tits racing through my head, the blood rushing to both.