I was bound to be a giant because my parents were both over 6 feet tall and my dad was almost 7 feet tall. So at 7 years old Manny and I were hanging ...out at his house and his mom called me downstairs telling me my parents wanted me home. She was always wearing these heels with pantyhose no matter what she was doing. The heels were at least 4-5 inches helping her at least get to mid 4 foot range. As I came down I noticed for the first time I had seen she was in shorts with no heels or pantyhose. ..God....yes!” She hissed out a word each time she bounced up and down on his shaft, leaning up and tossing back her long blonde hair as she made wide “I’m being fucked” eyes to her camera phone. Her heavy breasts bounced freely with her movements, her nipples hard and firm, and he held her by the hips as she worked herself hard over him. She sunk down and clamped her pussy around his cock, leaning forward to give him a wonderful view of her bottom, the tight pulsing rosebud of her anus, and. The skirt was flowy and very short. She had a black blouse on that was sheer except for the chest pockets, which covered up her tits. The heels she was wearing were rather high and slutty, and I was amused at how much of a hard time she had walking in them. "See?" she said as she spun around. "It's not that bad." As she spun her skirt flowed out, giving me a brief flash of some very tiny, very red thongs. "Just where do you think you're going to wear that?" I asked as sternly as I could. "I. One of your roomies said you were house sitting for some friends this week."I last saw Michael about a month ago. He told me then that he would soon be moving with his family to California. Michael grew up just down the road from my parent's house, out in the country. We often played together being the same age. We had many classes together throughout our years in school. We spent a number of nights together out with our friends, partying and occasionally getting drunk together. We always.