Will you do that for me?" Yes," I whispered.She fell backwards, landing in the classic position of acceptance, knees drawn up and wide, her pussy full... exposed. She pulled a pillow under her head and pushed her hair back off her face.I actually thought about it rationally, believe it or not. She had not removed my briefs. My rational mind said there was more to be done before my penis came into play. So I rolled over and wiggled on my elbows until my mouth was over her mons.I breathed on her. Hissing in pleasure, she jammed her cunt down onto his cock, feeling the spikes and studs bite into her flesh and, leaning forward, her head arched, her breasts pendulous over his face, snapped her buttocks together rapidly, squeezing his cock in her cunt. Adinarayan gasped and crushed her breasts in his hands, scr****g the hard metal of her necklaces over her rigid nipples, making her shudder in joy. Up and down she moved again, straightening her back, her head tilted up, her hands on her. The 'splorch' noise sounded very wet. She lifted her left foot a few inches and giggled a cute little "Oops!" as she moved her foot back to reveal a very flat mouse. "Poor little pinkie." Marisa cooed, a little disappointment was on her face.I stared at the flattened mess on the floor. Her left shoe dropped to the floor next to it.I was brought out of my stare as she tapped me on the head with the roll of paper towels."Can you do me a favour?" she asked coyly. "Can you wipe off my shoe and get. You are at the Club to surf the surface and escape the naggings of reality. You never planned on getting emotionally involved. How could I have been so inconsiderate not to understand?"It was while I ran along the ocean's pier in San Sebastian, Spain, when it struck me. And suddenly it all became shamefully clear. I had to sit down and hold my heart to keep it from jumping out of my chest. All fell in place. I have accused you of things you really couldn't help yourself from doing. I am sorry.