I cherished having her all to myself, and I wanted to make sure she knew it. So, I took her to my place and fucked her in my favorite pair of shoes.

I cherished having her all to myself, and I couldn't help but indulge in the sensation of her soft, warm skin against mine. Her fingers traced my body, exploring every inch of me with a longing that was palpable. I could feel her desire growing, her breath hitching as she reached my throbbing cock. She took it in her mouth, her lips wrapped around the shaft, her tongue dancing over the sensitive skin. The sight of her on her knees, her hair cascading down her back, was enough to make me weak at the knees. But I couldn't stop myself from taking her, my body moving in rhythm with hers, our moans echoing through the room. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the sight of her in those high heels, her tight pussy wrapped around my throbbing cock, was a sight to behold. And when I finally pulled out, I could see the evidence of our passion, a testament to the time we had spent together.