) I used to sneak into her room and force my foot into those boots and zip them up. They were so tight on my calves and put me so high in the air, I l...ved wearing them! Unfortunately her class schedule changed, as did her roomates and I no longer had the opportunity to be alone with her boots. When the weather changed she did not wear them anymore and my relationship with her ended before we ever explored my boot and heel fetishes. It?s been a long dry spell since then, a few pumps here, a pair. She nearly tore off all the hairs on the back of my head. Her vagina was squeezing my dick, desperately trying to milk every last drop of my semen. I let my dick remain inside of her for a while before pulling it back out slowly and gently. I guess she did not want me to pull out because the moment I started pulling out, her waist started thrusting up engulfing my dick, swallowing it back into her.I looked into her eyes and smiled. I loved her doing that. She had this look in her eyes that. "... he'll see... big deal... Wow!... me, too!... not yet... let's hope so!... awfully straight... un-unn... wish I could... why not?... won't... maybe... together?... I'd just die!... we'll see." OK, girls... Just pile all that stuff on the toilet and get your frozen butts in the shower. Holler when your in, and I'll get your things into the washer."A moment later the water came on, and I heard the cloud of giggles slide the curtain shut. The washing machine was in the garage, on. Well it was like she was my best friend in the house. By the time I was 15 my sexual interest was being generated, I came to know about masturbation still I did not have the guts to try it. Actually I took all these things with great shock, but eventually lead to the urge to learn more and intentionally used to ask her silly questions about feminity and man woman relationship. Veena always used to giggle and laugh at my Questions. I used to ask why do you go to sleep with your husband in.