My eyes opened and looked up at him looking down at me.I took hold of his thick strong shaft, my hand touching his, and closed my eyes again as I gent...y leaned my nose against his helmet.I quietly sniffed his scent. I'll admit it, his cock smelt so good. It had that real sexy bodily smell to it. Nice and fresh too. "You like that, don't you?" He asked."Hmm-mmm... Yes sir, I do." I answer as I continue breathing him in."You'll love the taste even better." He tells me."I think I will, sir." I. Ab jab hamaare is ehsaas ka asal ka matalab samajh aane laga to ek din is maze mein doobata hue jab ek doosare ko chhoo rahe the to main ruka nahin .Us din hum kisi khaas baat ke lie shahar se door aaye hue the jahaan koi nahi tha aur vahaan beech mein gaadi rok usse hum thode close aa gye . Aur hum dono mze le rhe the. Maine kuchh hi der mein uske honthon ko apne honthon mein daboch liya aur kuch der baad uske kurte ko uthate hue usaki choochiyon ko dabaate hue peene laga jispar vo ab is. She was real surprised but went in side and the guy that i had already sent the email to was there along with the shop owner. He sit in his chair and had her to walk over and stand in front of him. He took a hold of the bottom of her mini skirt and pulled it up above her panties and had her to hold it up there for him and the other artist could see what needed done. I was pleasantly surprised that even tho she was shy about it she held her skirt up above her panties and as she held the skirt up. Two other souls ran for it. This mild-manneredindividual seems to want something."Please turn me back into high heels, mam," Randal asked.Jessica assumed it is torture, and anyone will be lucky to be shod of it.Randal spoke of suffering, yes but of the sublime kind. All he wanted isto be worn at least twice a week. Jessica's feet sliding in and out whilewearing him...OH GOD. Nothing can compare."Are you sure, Randal?"A shake of his head and a slightly different heel he became. A happyRandal.