So i was left with the k**s. i decided to ask my mother yo have the k**s over night so i could make a afternoon and night out with a few football mate....Haveing a good drink in town i bumped in to my mothr in law with her sister in law my farther in laws sister and a few friends so my mother in law(Jill) asked us to join them so we aggredd as the night went on most people were starting to give up the ghost and make there way home at about 10 pm there was me jill my mother in law and gaynor s*s. “Shoes. That’s one,” he purred, using the ruler to point as if I were some sort of exhibit. He grazed it up my calves slowly and purposefully. A tingling sensation began, slowly filtering up my legs to somewhere deep inside me. I bit my lip, I was entirely speechless. It was as if no time had passed at all, I felt 16 again. Moving up to the top of my white socks he paused and lightly tapped my exposed thigh on the outside, dragging the ruler slowly round to my inner thigh he began to flick it. Mr. Mkome quietly lowered my pijama pants and sneaked a hand between my thighs. His big fingers found my pussy. He finger fucked me. We all went back to sleep. I wondered where this all would take me. Early next morning, before everybody woke up, Mr. Mkome brought me to his studio. In the back he stores his sculptures in a big heap. They all look the same. Some tall black god with fierce features, carved in ebony. But seen from the back they all look like a big black phallus. The large fangled. He looked up at Lisa then at Valerie. "Thank you Ms. Paine for givingme these shoes... for my high heels..."Lisa interjected, "For the first pair of your own high heels." Yes, yes, of course. Thank you very much Ms. Paine for giving me myfirst pair of my own high heels."Valerie smiled in turn. "Well, I am so happy you like them. And it'snice to know that you are so fond of high heels. There's nothing morefeminine than strolling down the street in a pretty dress and highheels. You'll.