She was younger and was able to outdistance the old lady, who ran behind her still swinging the broom."Get the hell out of her you little, pink whore!...Keep your filthy cunt away from me," the old woman yelled. She gave up chasing and turned back towards the rug, mumbling. "Damn strays, think they can just march up and talk to people..."She'd heard of people having a disease or something that made their skin blue. She vaguely remembered something from a movie, a woman that had cancer and her. ‘Don't tempt me,' She said. 'Time to go.’ Emma didn’t return until nearly 4 pm the next day. I spent most of that time wondering – especially as Sunday lunchtime came and went and she didn’t come home. Eventually, when she did come home I met her at the door, having heard her car pull into the driveway. She gave me a kiss but was otherwise quiet and wouldn’t meet my eyes. I made her a cup of tea and sat down with her.‘What’s up?’ I asked.At that, her eyes brimmed with tears and she started to. She was not able to control herself from the pleasure.Then I asked her to lick my dick. She was sucking mine as if I child is sucking a chocolate. I can’t say how I was feeling…… oh god………… I was feeling like in heaven…After sucking I stopped her and went to kitchen and brought ice cream. I rubbed all the ice cream to her boobs and her pussy. Again I started to suck her breasts which were polished by ice cream. She was enjoying a lot. I sucked her breasts completely without leaving a small bit. When he got to the tip of the heel she pushed it into his mouth, his cock twitched at what he knew she was expecting. Suck on it like you want me to suck on you bitch, she snapped.He knew better than to argue. He gathered as much saliva as he could and moved to get an angle that would allow it to push down his throat. He coughed a little but struggled through it until he took the full six inches in. It was a thin heel but he knew she had plans for something bigger later. His cock got a little.