We could also feel the beating of each other's hearts which were in sync.We made love for who knows how long. I could feel Stella's sweet pussy grippi...g my cock and milking it. I could feel her pleasure and she could feel mine. We knew which way to move to maximize the pleasure and soon our passions reached a crescendo and we both came in unison, flooding each other with our cum.We collapsed together embraced as we came down from our orgasmic high and soon the world around us came back into. Most people did not catch the expression and only my closest friends knew what it meant. Men were so predictable. This guy only knew that I seemed to be hanging on his every word and smiling, so he must have really impressed me with his business smarts, right? Now he had to close the deal – get me out of this hotel bar and up to his room, preferably naked. Well, maybe not. Maybe I was just waiting for him to get to that peculiarly male point in the seduction where he felt he had finally. The size stamped on the insole was 6. She ran her hands down her legs, inspecting her stockings. They obviously weren’t laddered, because she smiled contentedly. ‘It wasn’t that bad after all,’ she said and reached out to take the shoe. ‘Thank you!’ ‘Do you feel any pain?’ he asked, checking if her brow was still furrowed. ‘It looked scary…’ She glanced up at him, her blue eyes twinkling with amusement. ‘Don’t worry about me, I’m a big girl,’ she said and extended her foot to slip the shoe. "Is she? Can I? I mean, is she here to let me?" he panted."Well, of course Mr Worthington. Patrons can do anything, can't they Petal?" Greta chuckled. The young girl nodded and eyed his large cock again, licking her lips as she thought of mounting it, of having it slide into her little belly where it would make her belly button poke out."Go and stand on the chair Petal, so we can look at you properly," Miss Foulds urged. She did so, taking off her little slippers first, then turning to face.