The shoeshad both ankle and instep straps that ensured they would stay in place.I shuddered at the thought of walking in them, even a little bit! All ...could think that they certainly put a capital "F" in "FMP!"Anna checked, cleaned and buffed my nails, put lace elbow lengthfingerless gloves ending in a circle of lacy frills and both ends,similar to those worn by the lovely Millicent, on my arms. My pearlbracelet and rings finished thing off.Maria had finished with redoing my face. I noticed. They felt so good in my hands. Cum was spewing from my own little dick, while I was staring up at this handsome GI, with his spongy cock-head stretching my mouth wide. I would lick and nibble he head to keep him on edge, just like what I read in the magazines. “Shit! You’re pretty good at this.” grunted the GI. “You do this a lot?”“You’re my first time.” I said. “The first time I ever held a grown man’s cock. “He looked shocked. Here’s this young guy sucking on his cock. The excitement must. .. more vigorously.Jingle... jingle.. jingle... went the little bells.Oh the unbelievably inhuman dignity of it!One circuit...„Faster!“Thwack! Thwack!I increase the piston-like action of my limbs. I must keep the rhythm! Try... try! Think of nothing else. Only of that...Another circuit...„Faster!“And again...Thwack! Thwack!Oh dear God... is it possible?Yes... driven on my relentless pain... it is possible.I must make the effort. I must.My breath begins to rasp. The sweat was already beading my. Later that evening, I walked back to her room and offered to watch TV with her but she said no. Now I was confused and I walked away. As I watched TV in the living room I thought I heard her after everyone had gone to sleep. I went back to her closed door and could faintly hear her moan and breath heavy. I knew that sound and wanted to see what was happening but that would not happen. I positioned myself to listen at the door until I heard what sounded like a repressed climax. Now I was rock.