" And Marcywondered why tears came to her eyes when she said that. Marcy burrowedinto the pillow, drawing the comforter around her, basking in theknow...edge that she was home, and safe, and warm, and loved. It was a weekuntil Christmas, and she couldn't wait until they opened her presents.And, for Marcy, it would always be a week before Christmas. The next day,and the day after that, and the day after that, would all be a weekbefore Christmas. She would always be at that wonderful state where. It didn’t take much longer before he twisted around and we were locked in a 69 position. I think I saw my husband for a brief moment standing along the bed taking my picture as I sucked on that big black cock. James moved around again and positioned himself between my legs. He reached down to insert his cock between my pussy lips. As soon as I felt the head of his cock I knew he would push forward with one long thrust. I prepared myself pulling my legs back as James pushed forward sending. "She handed him a pair white leather sandals with a small two inch heel.He took the shoes and slowly tried to squeeze his feet into theirunforgiving grasp. With a struggle he managed to force the shoes onto hisprotesting feet and stood somewhat ungainly, not being used to wearingeven a small heel.Jane stood back taking in the full effect of the change in clothes."Mmm, not bad, for now but we need to fix your make-up and of course sortyour hair out. Downstairs with you into the salon."David. ” My conscious mind was screaming at me. What the fuck was I doing? This could ruin me. I searched my rational mind for a way out of this, and then…She raised her well manicured French tip fingers and began to unbutton her dress. Her fingers shook as she started. I stared at her in disbelief as she strengthened my resolve…”Yes sir”, was all she said. I have never been so hard in my life. I watched as she finished the last button and her dress hung open. She was magnificent. Her tits were.