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  • I could not bring myself to say anything as I was still processing what I was seeing. The heels I had spent hours online looking at, all right in front of me. It wasn’t until I saw the stunned expression on Michelle’s face and her hands covering her mouth when I realized I had a massive erection. The mirror against the wall verified my suspicions that it was very visible, and she had definitely noticed. I had never been in such a situation and all I could blurt out was, “I’m … so sorry, … I have a thing for heels.” Michelle let out another small chuckle followed by an, “oh my.” My erection was so strong it actually began to hurt a bit, so I just looked up and closed my eyes for a bit to compose myself. I stumbled back a bit onto the guest bed when I felt her hand had made its way down my sweatpants and began lightly caressing my cock. I was still at a loss for words and could not believe what was happening. Despite having fantasies about Michelle for several weeks now, I would have never acted upon anything, I knew she was married. My chest felt cold while the thumping of my heart reverberated through my body. When I had stabilized myself sitting on the edge of the bed, she pulled my sweatpants and boxers off with one swift pull revealing my aching cock pointed straight in the air. She took hold of my cock with her left hand and began ever gently giving me a handjob. Steady and fully in control while I was still shell shocked. It felt surreal seeing Michelle, this trophy wife, sitting upright on the carpeted floor right in front of my tugging on my penis ever so lightly. “So, what about heels?” She asked in a sly inquisitive tone. With her right hand, she took the box I had been carrying and opened it taking out a pair Lady Peep Louboutins. These were a six inch heels with small platform and peep toe in patent black leather, of course, accented by the red sole. She hovered it over me almost as if teasing me on one hand, and forcing to admit my perverted thoughts on the other. While Michelle might be accused of depraved thoughts herself, I later learned not only did her husband suffer from erectile dysfunction, he also traveled a lot for work leaving her unsatisfied, unfulfilled, and frustrated. I only managed to let out a deep groan as she positioned herself directly in front of me and began sucking on the tip of my cock before slowly and ever so sensuously taking my entire cock in her mouth. The three nurses wonder if they caused this by giving him Viagra intravenously. Cindy laughed as she looked down at her tattooed and now pierced boob and then up to Crowbar and his buddies for approval - her blue eyes glassy from the drugs and pain. Her breasts were lost in the bulk of the gown, but she still looked good. Wrapped in her dressing gown, Wendy walked slowly towards the bed, wondering what lay inside the plainly wrapped parcels. His children will be accepted in this judgment world because they will be mixed. I saw that it was Ryan and I put my finger to my mouth telling him to be quiet. There were a few people scattered in the audience section while a court recorder and bailiff sat near the judge’s bureau. “No,” I said, shaking my head. She tested the edge with her thumb and the young woman regarded her through long lashes, licking her lips lasciviously and circling her clit with slow fingers. “fuck my dick feels so fucking good in your ass i never wanna stop.” he growled as my dick pulsed and twitched more.