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He looked her straight in the eye with that stomach melting
confidence and said, “Ah, no problem honey…”
“What did he mean by that…” she wondered. George-shock had
set in fully again because the next thing she knew, her legs where
wrapped around his neck and his head was between her legs, his
tongue working feverishly at her clitoris. Pangs of pleasure
washed up her body. Part of her mind was still trying to work out
how he had, in less than a second, without seeming rushed,
moved from next to her on the couch to on the floor in front of
her with his head between her legs and her pantie pushed to one
side.
Shelley felt delirious. It seemed like she was in a dream. The TV
was on and she realised she was watching the news with the TV
framed on each side by a pair of female legs in high heels and
stockings.
“Why were there high heels on either side of the TV,” she
wondered. “They seemed familiar, she recalled having a pair just
like that… Oh my god, they were HER shoes.”
Shelley started to recover from George-shock and started to
become fully aware of her situation. She was sitting low on the
couch with her butt on the edge of the couch, her legs going up
over his shoulders and criss-crossing behind his back. She could
see her toes curling in her open toe, high heel shoes. Curling with
pleasure… George was sucking, and licking and god, it felt good.
She was just about to grab his head and push it harder into her
pussy when he suddenly stood up.
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