So was the wine, and I enjoyed several glasses, although not enough to impair my ability to walk in my spiked heels. After dinner we went for a stroll...on deck. I remember the clicking sound of my heels on the wooden planks. Because the height of the heels forced my center of balance forward, the rhythm of each step is different than when a lower heel is worn. My husband is laughing at me. “What?” I ask. He just shakes his head. “You seriously remember what your shoes sounded like on the deck?”. Not many, but enough to know that he shouldn’t rush anything. He needed to go slowly, to let Addy get comfortable with him, with his cock inside of her. She felt so tight wrapped around him but he could feel her relaxing slowly. The heat he felt was driving him insane though. He felt as if he were a spring wound too tight. He watched Addy’s face carefully as he pressed in further and further a little at a time. Her eyes were wide with wonder, her eyebrows were fluttering like butterflies.. More

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