Part two of ‘Film Noir' shoes begins with me lying on my back, my pantyhose around my ankles, shoes still on, winding my feet around, knowing that you-know-who has a big throbber going and is having a hard time keeping from getting on top of me and plunging it in. See his strong hands undoing the straps on my new shoes, then hastily pulling off my pantyhose, putting my shoes back on without fastening them, and fade to black. Afterwards, I'm lying on my back, very satisfied. I'm going to a Christmas party and tell my boyfriend my new shoes will go good with the dress he bought me. He tells me w...

Part two of ‘Film Noir' shoes begins with me lying on my back, my pantyhose around my ankles, shoes still on, winding my feet around, knowing that you-know-who has a big throbber going and is having a hard time keeping from getting on top of me and plunging it in. See his strong hands undoing the straps on my new shoes, then hastily pulling off my pantyhose, putting my shoes back on without fastening them, and fade to black. Afterwards, I'm lying on my back, very satisfied. I'm going to a Christmas party and tell my boyfriend my new shoes will go good with the dress he bought me. He tells me what great feet I have for shoes like these. (He's so sweet, even though he has the sniffles. He always does after sex.) I yawn. I'm really relaxed, but I roll over on my right side, tangle up my legs in my fur coat and make my calf muscles move around. (He really liked this part, and I know you will, too.) I walk out of the bedroom and go to the front door. (You can see my old calf muscles flexing along the way.) When I open the door, I'm silhouetted, with the bright light from outside pouring in all around me. I'm naked except for my fur coat and film noir heels. Good thing the glass storm door is fogged over—the neighbors can't see me! I tap my foot and the camera comes in very close. I tell my boyfriend he sure looks cute naked and then drop my fur coat to the floor! A moment later, I decide it's too cold and put it back on. But the camera lingers on my feet in super close-up mode, then shifts to calf-down frames of my old, muscular calves, flexing and showing off! I walk back, pause briefly to pet my cats, then it's over.