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The click of her high heels on the hardwood floor is the signal he's been waiting for all day. She saunters over to him, a wicked glint in her eye, and pushes him back onto the couch. Her feet, still clad in her work heels, find their way onto his lap, her toes gently stroking his growing erection through his pants. She leans down, her breath hot on his ear, "I've been thinking about this all day," she whispers. With a slow, torturous pace, she jerks him off, using her high heels to keep him on the edge until he can't take it anymore, and he cums all over her shoes, the sight of his load on her heels pushing her own pleasure over the edge.