His arms wrapped around me like the wings if an angel, pulling me closer to him. My hands again we're on his chest as I squeezed his pecks. I slowly w...rked my hands down to his trousers undoing the top button then his zipper came down. My hands shaking as I reached inside to find my prize for the night.All the while we were kissing our tongues dueling for power for supremacy. Finley he submitted just a little and my right hand slid into his pants and I felt his manhood for the first time.. Wo aunty mere pg ke sath wale ghar me hi rahti thi mene unhe notice karna shuru kiya wo b mujhe notice karti thi mene unse baat karna shuru kiya mene unhe ek din hii bola unhone ne b hi bola issi tarah ye silsila chalta raha.orHum acche dost ban gye me unke ghar jata tha roz unse khub baatein karta tha unhe b mera sath accha lgane lga tha unke pati ek farmer the or jayedatar bahar hi rahte the jab unke husband ghar par nahi hote the toh me unke ghar jake unse baatien karta tha me unhe touch. " I replied, feeling my pussy start to drip with excitement as I watched my husband pull his erect cock from his boxers and begin to stroke it. I retrieved the shoes from the closet and sat on the edge of the bed to put them on. They are black and have a very high heel. Like something Betty Page would wear in the fifties. James was squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples from behind as I buckled the ankle straps of my fetish shoes. I found that I was becoming more aroused than I had ever. He felt his face getting flushed from embarrassment. He was glad that Lizzie didn't seem to notice."Lizzie," Nate said as the girl withdrew from the embrace, "you really, really deserve so much better than someone who talks to you like that and who acts that way. You're worth too much to be treated like a sex doll."This time Lizzie could not help but feel the irony in hearing a term like "sex doll" come from prim and proper Mr. S. Before he could feel embarrassed, Nate saw the expression on.