I then put on the stocking lying there. I then put on the crop top and was amazed that it fitted so perfectly. It showed my navel and my waist so arou...ingly. I then put on the mini skirt which barely reached the mid of my thighs.I then put on the black velvet high heels and tried best to practice to walk in them. By the time, esha was already ready. She was wearing a gown with no straps and purple heels. She then did my make up and put on my wig and looking in the mirror, I couldn’t recognize. She was just like them, just another woman shopping.Doing this made her aware again of her clothing. As she shifted from onefoot to another, she felt her smooth stockings on her feet. Much nicerthan socks. She was aware of the lace edge of her silk knickers slightlytickling her thighs. Did all the other women feel this way?Arriving home 20 minuets later she put the shopping away and startedpreparing the meal.Ron came home while she was chopping vegetables. He put his right arm onher right. She lowered her own shorts and panties while I stripped, and our bodies found each other and she squirmed against me.I broke the kiss and smiled."I love you, Hebe."She kissed me."Show me."So I turned her to face the tree and she put her hands on the trunk and spread her legs, and I showed her. I showed her firmly and evenly and I didn't rush, at least I didn't until the last moments when the heat and wet of her pussy became too much for me, and I showed her when I spurted and filled her. She. She rose from her seat and stood overhim. ?Spread those legs slaveboy,? she sneered. She then got a spreaderbarand attached it between his ankles forcing his legs wide. She looked down at him. She then pushed her foot down on his manly, muscularchest. He took it pretty well. She kept pressing downward forcefully. Thenshe stood on him with both feet. She walked on his chest and stomach, but heeven though his stamina was weakened by that whipping, he endured her bootedfeet rather well. Then she.