Stroking my cock, I pictured her scarlet toes. Brushing my tongue along the sole of the shoe I got the bitter taste of heaven, my heaven. And that was...enough to send me over the edge. Spilling my sad lonely self over the cold concrete. In the past I’ve wanked while holding shoes she has briefly worn in my shop, and I’ve often thought of splashing the shoe as a tribute to Linda. But I’m a business man first... and pervert second. These babes sell for a hundred and forty bucks. Conflict of. . did that to me," she whispered breathlessly as Jennifer's mouth circled her puffy nipple. "Ohhhhh!" she moaned as her nipple was sucked hard. "Oh Jennifer, oh yes, oh God."Jennifer's hand went between Shelly's legs and found her sopping vagina. Her finger began to play with her wet lips as her mouth worried her breasts. Shelly screamed as the older woman's finger slid into her body again. Her hands grabbed Jennifer's arms as her hips began to hump on the moving finger.She was disappointed. "23 military guy wanting someone to come by my barracks room on Lejeune. Not too picky on type but prefer military. If you're into it, I like to dress." I was immediately intrigued and answered. I'd never met another military guy, and not in his barracks room to boot. In an email or two I had a building and room number. I parked at the barracks, just a block away from my unit. I wouldn't be insanely out of place being there in my uniform, but anyone that lived there would know I didn't, and. So I told them that they could try for in vitro fertilization by which donor sperms can be procured and that too in absolute secrecy. Mr. Das was uncomfortable with the whole idea of donor sperms as it was unheard of to him till that day . Questions like why the absolute secrecy haunted him more than the desire of having a child. They left after which I hadn’t seen them for a month .A month later I got a call from him asking for an appointment, but he wanted that on a Sunday. I don’t work on.