She finally reached the sidewalk again. She asked how she did and I said it was great. I asked her to describe the sensation. She said “it was har...d, it felt like thousands of pointy rocks jamming into my soles and between my toes. A few poked hard at my arches and stuck to my heels. But it was not to bad.” She continued to walk. She walled a bit more proud now. Her soles had a dingy blue color from the gravel. I asked her to take a few pics of her soles. She blushed and reluctantly. Fix it. The man loves you. He can’t have been seeing anyone for more than six weeks or so. Do it, Melanie.”“I can’t.”“Yes, you can. Now go call him and don’t talk to me until you do. If he blows you off, come back. If he doesn’t, fix it.”“But...”“Melanie Spencer! Do you want to live your life in misery? You and Pete were awesome together. If the sex was boring, spice it up.”“But he’s not like you.”“You’re right. But you know what? When he drove me home, I told him that he needed to loosen up a. His fist worked hard on his prick, squeezing out the pleasure, milking out the cum. The cum oozed out finally, then stopped coming. The boy released his cock, letting it plop down in the puddle of jizz that had pooled in and around his navel. His cock throbbed in the puddle. Shawn lay there panting, sighing softly. He pulled the panties out of his mouth and started to mop up his cum with the panties. Alicia rose silently to her feet and retreated to her bedroom. She sealed and locked her door. We sat on her dining table and stared with some simple conversions. I couldn’t help but always catch myself staring at her busty body. She was wearing a white buttoned formal shirt and knee length black skirt. I decided in my mind that she might have just returned from office. I really wasn’t being able to focus and was always taking peeps at her boobs which were crying to be realised from that tight shirt.She caught me watching her but didn’t say anything ashamed of my actions I said I’m sorry.