Just use condoms. I’ve got to fly out to make a business deal happen.”I thought for second. “Are you serious?”He grinned nastily. “She won�...�t fight you. Just don’t mark her up too much.”I nodded. “Okay”Zascha looked shattered. Her mask of impassivity tried and failed, cornflower blue eyes glistening with unshed tears. Bobert shot her a victorious look and walked out.She walked quietly with me back to the boat – head down watching her own feet. She walked up the gangplank slowly, feet almost. The slut is enjoying the sensations, despite herself: her nips are up and hard as bullets, and there is a distinct musky odour from her juiced-up cunt.It’s so easy to thrust her legs wide apart and rip her knickers away. I stand back to take in the sight of her sprawled there, her tits out and glistening with my saliva, her legs open to reveal her juicy cunt flaps. I pull her head forward and force my swollen cock into her slack mouth. Despite the d**g, I feel her tongue lash hungrily at my. .. even though he still looked at them.One time, she was climbing around in bed, looking over the edges hunting for yet another lost something or other. She had on her usual oversized tee-shirt and some flowery panties. His eyes watched her face, then her bottom; panties creased into her from front to back, sometimes from views in the mirror and sometimes directly as her phone flipped this way and that. But when she gave up her search and plopped down, camera in front of her, legs splayed. She re-positioned herself on the chair so she was totally sitting perpendicular to me. As I looked down at her, her feet and legs were straight out to my left and her back was facing towards my right. She turned her head to her left in order to start blowing me again. Only this time just before taking me back into her mouth she whispered “watch my feet”. What she did next was probably one of the best shoe fetish things I have ever experienced. As she blew me she started playing with her Sam &.