I was enjoying the way he was kissing me on all over my face and neck. Then he put his tongue in my mouth. With one hand he started playing with my ni...ples. I was in heaven.He kept on playing with my nipples and after some time he went down on my chest and started sucking one of my nipples. I was moaning like a girl now.While sucking my nipples, he took his hands to my ass cheeks and started massaging them. Then he tried to insert a finger in it. It hurt and I asked him to stop.He got up from. Riya came over and picked me up. She’d gotten me a dress and some shoes to wear for the evening, since my stuff hadn’t arrived yet. I soon figured out that I was to be window dressing for the event. I didn’t mind… not really. I tried to tolerate the men who stood too close, and while I did NOT tolerate the four different hands that caressed my butt, I never made a scene about it. I got tired of smiling. And in the end, I was very happy when the bus took us all back home. The following week, I. Women have always stood on a pedestal before my kneelingform. And the mere fact that I dared to touch the blackleather magic they wore on their dainty, delicate feetwas almost too much ecstasy for my tiny mind to handle. I remember there was so much more in that tiny closet.There was a pair of red, leather knee-boots with zippers running along the insides. They rode all the way up to mycrotch, and weren't a favorite at the time... but God, howI'd wish I had them twenty years later. There was a. I got up and said, "Don't move. I'll get you a damp cloth."I went to his bathroom and dampened a wash cloth. I returned quickly and, ignoring the hand he held out I dropped to my knees beside him. I looked at all the semen on his hand and his belly and exclaimed, "Wow! I'm impressed. I thought you old farts couldn't do this anymore!"He laughed and said, "This old fart hasn't done that in years. Jesus, Angela! You're such a remarkable young lady!"He sighed and said, "Lady! That's the problem..