My cock, admittedly smaller, was in my hand. I began stroking as I watched as the bulbous, dark head of Paul’s cock disappear into Cindi’s mouth. ...hat was the instant I knew someday I’d make Cindi my wife. I stopped stroking. I wanted to draw the exquisite sensations out as long as possible. I crossed my arms, leaned against the wall, and watched Cindi enjoying herself. After what seemed like forever, but was probably only five minutes, Paul stepped back and helped Cindi to her feet.“Face the. No platform, a pointed toe. Five-inch spike heels. Zips to the top. Almost crotch high, but my stocking tops and the suspenders attached still visible. Vital. And leather. Beautiful, soft, sensual leather. Real leather, which he knows just makes me melt, makes me wanna fit the cliché, the leather-wearing slut. And I do. I love them. FLASH! He's taken a photo, probably the most natural one we'll get all night as I didn't know it was coming. I'll pose for all the rest, direct him. FLASH! And. More

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