"Pretty handy," she told me when I handed the shoes to her."You walk far in this snow barefoot, you won't have any toes. I don't feel much like carryi...ng you," I replied, more roughly than I felt. She was putting them on, however, even as I spoke."Come here," I commanded.She approached me warily.I sighed, half in exasperation. "Turn around and hold out your arms."She did as bid, and I held one of the blankets up and sketched more charcoal marks; body, sleeves for a tunic, then again, on the. She continued to fuck my arse and I took my mouth from her pussy."You like that don't you?" she asked. I did not lie and admitted that it felt good. "Then you will love this," she said. With that, she got up and went over to the closet. She pulled out two vibrators and turned one on. She handed the switched on one to me, then laid back on top of me in the 69 position. She spread her legs, and with her knees either side of my head, I had a clear view of her wet, bald, pussy. "Put it in me,". .. like a street whore... with any of my previous boyfriends.I was actually pretty straight-laced and conservative. It had taken everything I had just to visit this place the first time. I had never been to a strip club, never set foot in an "adult novelty store". And yet here I was lying naked on my back with my legs spread wide begging a guy I couldn't even see to fuck me like I was a back alley street prostitute!My mystery cock pushed a little, parting my pussy lips, and nested itself right. She reaches out for him protesting, ‘I’m really only wanting to do this for your enjoyment.’ He reassuringly nudges her back on her back. ‘Just relax for a sec.’ She watches him remove his clothing out of the corner of her eye, before quickly resuming her blow-up doll face. He looks down at her in amusement. ‘Has anyone ever called you weird before?’ ‘Oh, plenty of times.’ Her eyes flick over to him and then dart back up. He stands there unsure of what to do. Should I kiss her? Wondering what.