Trina walked in to find Mr. Roth lying in bed, his covers thrown off to the side and his soft cock in his hand. No amount of stroking his once large o...gan had brought it back to life, but he regularly continued to try and was rarely seen without his cock in his hand. “Oh, Mr. Roth, what are we going to do with you? You should be sleeping, not trying to raise the dead.” Trina said as she leaned over to tuck the blankets back around him. Mr. Roth had a full and up close view of Trina’s large. You climb out of your bed, looking in the mirror you see your pretty face. Your small nose and plump pink lips are highlighted by your slightly disheveled long brown hair. Your slim figure is covered only by a loose cropped t-shirt and a pair of pink cotton panties. You've always taken care of yourself, eating relativley well and working out a few times a week has left you with a body that was the subject of alot of jealousy in your classes, you have to admit your pretty hot. as your look. An hour later, we settled on a black dress that rested just above the knees that had a rather low neck line. Not exactly what I was looking for but a little to reveling for her. Next, we went looking for shoes. Now if I have a fetish it's a woman in 4-5" heels in fact when I look at a woman I usually begin with my eyes looking at her heels and move upwards if I find them appealing. Lauren didn't own a pair of heels so it's very surprising we are even dating.This was obviously a tough shopping. She both laughed and cried, breathing shallowly and letting out a pitiful sounding moan of longing as one of Miranda's fingers poked tentatively at her labia. Misty only vaguely heard the woman's quiet exclamation over her own, as one of Miranda's fingers slowly slid its way inside of her, testing for resistance at each step.Miranda could see Misty holding her breath as the girl's inner walls clung tightly to her finger, but only offering a token resistance. Miranda smiled at the way Misty's.