Then I called my boyfriend up, told him what happened and we broke up over the phone. Pity it had to end that way, as I guess I scarred the guy’s h...eart. However, it was for the best we both moved on.I moved on quickly, as the night that me and my ex broke up I already was scoping out other guys. I was only 17, what do you expect. That guy and I had only been dating a month so it wasn’t a big deal. Anyways that weekend was a 3 day bender. I developed a crush on this one hot older guy who. As I filled her half empty glass with ice, I couldn’t help but notice her matching bikini bottom folded neatly next to the pond. I tried to maintain my cool demeanor, but I already knew she had some mischief in mind. She playfully kicked about in the pond, as she leaned forward with her glass, nodding for me to refill it. It was obvious that she exaggerated her lean so I could glimpse her perky young tits once again. Ignoring her bold advances, I admonished her, as any responsible uncle would:. She went home, calming herself down. She was so horny. When she got home, she stripped down to her skimpy panties and lay down beside her sleeping boyfriend. Her pussy was still tingling and she was feeling very guilty.Over the next month, Erica and Jason continued to flirt. They even went out socially again with others from work, but nothing happened. He spent every shift staring at her amazing ass, and wondering how he could get between those sexy legs. She wondered how big his cock was, and. After that I found that it was easy to clean so from then on I used high heels to blow my load in, after a while I would slide my cock in them, I loved it! I used a bunch of heels but always loved the black ones. One night all I could think about was heels, so when my parents went out one night, I decided to wear some. The way they made me feel was amazing! I blew twice as much with heels on. One night I saw a dress hanging on my mothers side of the wardrobe that looked like one that a girl in.