.beautiful behemoths....to step on them and to rule and dominate. For an introvert such as myself, it was a wild request. For the little girl who was ...fresh out of her teens, it was confusing debauchery. If good girls didn't wear cha cha heels, then surely they did not get on the train to cross town to step on people.I never admitted to myself or anyone else that the request intrigued me. I wasn't savvy in kink at the time, let alone knowing about brands, payment, and other things. I was a k**. I had eyes for men much like a woman does as she finds her mate.The marriage was a joke i cared nothing for Carrie and our sex life was nonexistent she would berate me in front of friends and total strangers that is how i found Michael. I had gone out with Carrie and once she had a few drinks in her the name calling started some of the names really didn't bother me but names like fairy and others that questioned my masculinity were hurtful along with her gestures like the limp wrist. I left. .," Beth moaned as she felt the full breadth of his dick inside her.Beth was exhilarated. She was on her back on the bench seat of a pickup truck in the middle of the afternoon with a good ol' boy she met less than a week ago buried in her pussy balls deep and fucking it for all he is worth. The possibility of discovery added to the thrill. Admittedly, there was not much chance of someone coming along but . . . there was a chance. What if it were a deputy sheriff, she mused. If she got caught. I moved down slightly, lapping the wetness off her lips as she continued to moan. I took a finger and thrust it into her tight hole, and once again her back arched and she let out another loud moan. I moved back up to her clit and continued finger fucking her as I drilled her clit with my tongue. After a few seconds of this she grabbed my hair and managed to whisper through the moans, "I'm gonna cum."I continued my assault, and she screamed as her entire body began shaking. I never let go of.