........." she giggled cruely and starts to examine her shoes.After looking at her shoes she exclaimed "there you go slave you missed this filth insid...e the cavity at metal tip of my right heel" and to my horror it was there I was pale in sheer terror "now I tell you the way to clean it cup my heel in your mouth fill it with your sliva to moistion the filth and then rub it withyour tounge until it comes out completely, you do this in mean timeI think your punishment " ordered my mistress coldly,. "Amit was savoring her innocence and yet was being intrigued more and more by her mysterious need for acting / becoming a whore.Amit: "I will tell this to you the last time Rekha. You cannot handle becoming a whore so please stop this facade."Rekha knew he was irking her to retaliate back at him. A part of her felt embarrassed but a bigger part of her wanted to prove him wrong. The bigger part won and it started to reflect in her actions. She changed her chairs and shifted on to the chair next. We licked our juices off my lips and tongue. Did I mention that Liz loved sex LOL? I would find out over the next few moments just how much! Without a word, Liz grabbed my shoulders, spun me around, and dropped to her knees. As she undid my pants, I wondered where I should send in the application for my luckiest man alive award? Liz pulled out my hard cock and stroked it. I would discover later that I was her first older man, but at the time, she showed no hesitation at all. I knew at 12. In fact, they took less time to change, since their penises controlled half their brains already. Hence the problem—once the pilot had opened the cockpit for their scheduled mid-flight fuck, the passengers were doomed. So Chas and Dave had volunteered to fuck their way to the front and—if they could make it before they grew their own demonic dicks—hope her experience hang gliding was transferrable to a 747.That hope made her eagerly press the hairy biker to her arsehole. With both cocks.