She’s wearing a dog collar and the man behind her is holding her leash and pulling her back into a bit of a choke. She suppresses her instinct to ga...p and watches only after a moment she notices a man seating in front of them in a suit sipping wine.“People come here to experience all sorts of ... interesting things. For starters, there’s this couple.”“He’s very rough. Is that his girlfriend? Or are they strangers?”Avery smiles. “Look closer, tell me what you see.”Nicole pushes her mind past the. She knows who ;)A place I never imagined possible and the circumstances of how it took place. What a buzz and thrill. Did it really happen? Ohh yes and it's still only afternoon time. And yet here I am still at work, barely able to focus, re-living every second in minute detail. Evidence you were here, clearly visible to see. Shelves with items strewn everywhere, a shop counter looking like it's seen better days and disgruntled customers complaining about how disorganised everything is. They. She kneaded herself with a sigh."Your perfume is slaying me," the man had whispered in the elevator. "I saw your face when you got on, and now your hair is gleaming even in this dingy light."She felt herself blushing, even now as the morning sun slanted through her windows. Her knees rose up and her heels dug into the mattress as she raised her ass in the air just to feel the play of interconnected muscle and sinew, from her ass down through her thighs and calves.Her left hand clamped over her. And what excited me most was her sexy size 5 curvy high arched feet. And she used them like a weapon, dangling her stiletto high heels at just the right moment when men of interest were around. Although she was slutty, she was a religious slut, attending church every Sunday. This particular story happened when I was 14. We were driving to church on a Sunday evening. I was already jacking off to her sexy legs and feet and was enjoying the view from the passenger seat as her legs and feet dressed.