Once there I donned a pair of black stocking with a wide lacy tops attached to that nice black suspender belt and my highest (and newest) red patent l...ather 5½” high heeled court shoes. Not platforms, but real steel stilettos which my husband had bought me for Christmas, they cost a fortune and I was still learning how to master walking in them in a dignified manner, I hadn’t even worn them outside of the house yet. I went back downstairs feeling weak kneed all the way.I was back in my kitchen. “Of course not, I have nothing to be jealous about because you always come back wet...” she casually says. One of her fingers wiggles its way into Danyelle’s pussy. “ ... aching...” A second finger pushes into her. “ ... wanting...” Beatrix begins to push her fingers in and out of the wet cunt, gradually at first then faster as she continues to speak. “Why would that be, Dani? Do your one night fucks just not satisfy you?”Beatrix withdraws her fingers from her girlfriend’s pussy, leaving the. "We loaded my bags into her car, and she took me to her home, nearly an hour's drive from the airport. The whole way there, I was intently scoping out her face for the features we had in common, that were her genetic endowment to me. It was really true, I thought to myself -- I came from this woman. I lived in her womb (and, as it turned out, I was the only one who ever had), and her DNA marked every cell in my body. So many of those things that so fascinated me about my own c***dren, I now saw. I took it all in...How the bra displayed my breasts, the Y of the thong, and how the heels and stockings made my legs look so sexy. I began to readjust the length of each garter and they were giving me so much trouble!Just then the sales girl peeked in the door behind me and asked how I was doing! Here I was, half bent over fiddling with the garters, and on display for this young lady. Flustered and embarrassed, I asked if she would help me adjust the garters. She said she'd be more than happy.