.My dick or my face. I kept looking at her face…And then I started stroking harder and harder…Up and down.Up and down.And then she fell on to me.I... pulled her over me completely and positioned her butt with my hands.She lay over me looking into me while my hard dick pressed on her salwar. I placed both my hands on her arse and kept rocking it up and down across my dick.She started kissing my forehead.Her chest was in front of my face and so I slowly started to kiss her neck that was bare and. These were again of all kinds of colors andstyles, but all were in the same size. I had to come to the conclusionthat the Mistress put her slaves into whatever shoes were needed, butthe boots were part of her own wardrobe. I could not resist, and pickedup a pair of black knee high boots to see what the size was. Impossible! These boots were all in exactly the same size as all myown female shoes back at the house. I put the boots back down, but temptation won this time. I picked them. Her head was moving side to side and her legs couldn’t keep still, opening and closing over and over. I moved my face to her belly button and started to softly kiss and lick it, just like it was a little pussy, making her sigh “ohhh .”I moved my left hand back to her nipples and started caressing, while my right hand moved to her crotch. I cupped her womanhood in my hand for the first time and she moaned “yesssss.” I started to slowly add more pressure to her groin and began rubbing my fingers. Now all of the guests appeared to be between 25 and 30 years of age, medium height or taller and were ALL comely. There was not an overweight, short nor unattractive person there. One by one the invited guests joined the ones who had entered before them.First stop was a table for liquid refreshment, alcoholic or non-alcoholic. Close by was the first of several tables spaced out around the garden with eatables and munchies. The deeper into the garden the guests wandered the more substantial the.