.. no!" I gasped.It didn't end there! Once the laces were well defined, a zipper sprangout of nowhere and closed over the laces, before a padlock clic...ed shutthrough some loops to prevent the zipper being dragged down! I yankedand tugged on the new shoe as hard as I could, and tried to pull thepadlock or the zipper off, but no luck. It was like everything was madeof solid titanium. There was no way to break it.I looked at my other foot and gasped again, long nailed hands flying tomy mouth in a. Not having much of a social life at the time, I'd come to actually look forward to those late evenings while working together.Kris was herself a very bubbly outgoing young woman. Somewhat petite at just five feet, a very slender figure, small but obviously noticeable breasts, Kris wore her long blonde hair in a ponytail most of the time. She had the typical blue eyes of a blonde, with a fair complexion and a sexy smile that always appeared and as I believed, to be genuine.Part of my reason for. I grab her hand and guide it down my shorts. I am not wearing a belt so she can easily slide her hand inside. She feels my cock and notices a bit of precum touching her fingertips. Ann gasps and then removes her hand and slides her finger into her mouth as she seductively looks into my eyes. She sucks the precum off her finger and swallows it, then tell me it tastes so fucking good and how she could lick that up all day.It's her turn and she chooses dare. "I dare you to let me finger you. Ashley is the girl in those TV high school dramas that everyone hates, but secretly wants to be friends with. She’s 5'5, 110 pounds of pure evil. She looks at me with this nasty look like I ran over her cat or something. “Nice to see you too Ashley,” I said sarcastically. “Come on girl I’m having a party at my house tonight, by brother bought us beer again!” “No that’s ok, I’m here with my brother,” she responded as she looked at me and smiled. “Oh come on you’re always with him! You want to.