I'm sorry to cause you any inconvenience." Not suitable? What kind of a reason is that? Tell me the truth!I don't care if you're the designer of these... damn shoes!" MaryAgnes hissed, baring her fangs and claws and restrained by hercronies.He sighed and explained, "Miss Watson, you have a very severecase of flat foot. If I'm not wrong, the shoes you wear must bealter or will cause great pain when you walk. You fell down, notbecause of tripping, but of pain. That's why I told you thatyou're not. Clara’s majordomo was polishing his rimless glasses when Clara burst into the dressing room.“Oh Georg!” Clara wasn’t a sobby, crying mess; she’d sobered up. Now she was angry. She was nearly calm, which Georg knew disguised her fear and displeasure. She was venting at Georg, but she was really upset at Antonin. “I just know something awful has happened. Where is he? How can he do this ... AGAIN?”Georg took a beat and then methodically put his glasses back on. He did everything methodically.. I was raging hard knowing she was getting weak in the legs from it. Finally, I couldn't hold back any more and stood up with her legs spread out and pussy open already for me. I jerked my cock off that was covered in pre-cum, watching her rub her big tits while she looked to want my cock inside her. I went to reach for my pants, as I always have a couple condoms in my wallet, but she grabbed my hand before I could get them."Don't you dare put on a condom," She said with devilish eyes, but. Mistress had taken a large amount of lube from the jar and she was nowworking the cold, slick paste around my ass. I felt one finger work inand out, then two and then three. I just closed my eyes, tried to relaxand concentrate on my Mater's cock in my mouth. The fingers felt greatand I was starting to get excited when suddenly they stopped and wereremoved. The pleasurable feeling was soon replaced with a cold, plasticplug pushing its way inside of my ass. I really had to concentrate on thecock.