“Was everything OK?” my wife asked.“He’d put my bag back in its place, and nothing else was disturbed.” I said truthfully.“He’s a bit of... a cheeky one though, isn’t he?” my wife commented.“Why, what did he say?”“It’s not what he said exactly. It was more the way he conducted himself. He really checked me out when he saw I was wearing a bathrobe. He’s such a big guy that when he took a step closer, I thought he was gonna reach out and rip it right off. It was a bit of a spine-tingling moment. “I showered right before you got here,” she said as she was rolling over to get on her knees. “Just in case.”Since all worries about encountering something unpleasant were cast aside, I positioned myself between her feet and kissed each of her butt cheeks before licking my way toward her crack. I didn’t smell anything unpleasant, just the musky smell of Becky’s wet pussy. I could taste her juices, too, since they had oozed from her pussy and run down over her anus while she was giving me that. But he, it seems could hardly wait to see them on me or perhaps try them himself. Well I could use them only for the bedroom and buy another pair for regular use. Yes this would be my fetish pair or Guss's I giggled. And that made me wonder, if he wore my heels and liked the way they fit, would he go further? like in undies? a dress?So I went back to my bedroom and grabbed the heels from the closet, oh how dressy they look, what I will do to Gussy with these will blow his mind. I took those. Then I opened my mouth he inserted his cock in my mouth I just licked it and took my mouth out he requested me to do one more time. I open my mouth again he inserted his cock in my mouth and hold my head heavily I am not able to come out he told me fuck indu fuck indu pl fuck indu I was not able to take my mouth I started fucking his cock for more than 10 min by the time he released his juice in my mouth and told me to drink indu drink indu punda with less voice and I drank his juice. That was.