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I started by removing her shoes and the smell off her feet made me hard straight away, it took all my strength to hold back and not take a sniff. “I don’t know how you are massaging my feet, they are so sweaty and smelly,” she said. Try not to cum,” she replied whilst giggling and then started to rub my cock faster and faster. I was just about to cum and the bell rang, she stopped and said with a smile on her face, “Nope, I told you your feet don’t smell there beautiful,” I replied and just realised what I had said. She unbuckled my pants, started to rub one of her feet on my cock, and said,
“Oh, oh,” he said, “I think I’m in for it now.” He stroked his chin as his eyes followed Loren, then muttered to Jerry, “Actually, I do like the shoes. Let’s see how I look.” Loren bent over, removed her flip-flops and started across the room in her stocking feet. Charlie said, “I don’t think you need to encourage Loren, Lily. Someone put music on and as Charlie looked up he noticed several of the women had apparently followed the lead of Lily and Loren and had removed their shoes. During the coffee and pastry service, Jerry bent down for another surreptitious peek beneath the table and this time spied Lily with her hand under Loren's skirt somewhere above Loren’s upper thigh.
Emi opened the door and didn't acknowledge me at all; she just sort of matter of factly ordered me to get down on all fours, then took her homework out of my hand and started walking back into the house. Okay, while I'm gone you need to eat all of my poop from the toilet and then leave your head in the bowl so you can commit to memory what my shit smells like. I thought about just leaving but remembered from talking to Emi before all this started that she had a dog before and the shock collar was also part of an electric fence system they had put in.
“Mmm, you know it.” Robert looked at her long legs, her black shoe dangling from her toes as she bobbed her foot up and down, and realised with some alarm that he had quite an erection. Alyssa stared at it — it was almost right in front of her face, anyway — then looked up at Robert. Alyssa flicked her tongue rapidly across the tip of his penis and then took the head in her mouth, giving it a good suck, before popping it out and repeating the process. Alyssa stood up and lifted her leg onto the trolley, giving Robert a new angle to play with. Alyssa pulled Robert to her and they rested their faces against each other, breathing heavily.
Since I had discovered these books, the closest thing to pornography I had ever seen, I would often sneak one into a restroom located on that floor and go into a stall and whack off as I read about the foot fetishes chronicled in the case studies. I held onto the little foot, continuing to make love to it, but used my other hand to unzip my jeans, drag out my hard cock, and began to jerk right there in the aisle. She kept rubbing my cock with her feet but she said, "I am taking you for a little walk my boy." I held her little feet in my hands and gave her the best foot massage she had ever had, or so she told me later.
We started talking about old times, and she told me that she owned the shop. “You’ve always told me that you wanted to smell my feet, why don’t you give them a sniff,” she said. She removed her feet from my mouth and continued with the foot job. “Yes, just let me fucking cum!” I replied. “What the fuck did I tell you about talking to me like that,” she said. She let go off my balls and went back to stroking my cock, with her feet. Straight after I had finished Cumming she shoved her cum covered toes in my mouth and said,
She covers her eyes with her left hand, still trying to hide from him, in vain, the vast expanse of hair he had only glimpsed the edges of in the bathroom. Both hands slide from her ankles to the instep of her long feet where he squeezes gently, transfixed. The answer he prefers, never having attempted to confirm or deny it, is that, pubic hair is like, well, landing lights at an airport. Be that as it may, the feel of her feet in his hands overcomes his mind, though not his eyes. He wants to abuse her feet, to send a signal all the way through that long frame to the worried mind so he kneads and twists, pulls and jabs.
Watching this intensely authoritative milf with amazing feet yell at us got me hard every time. One day after she finished yelling at us for God knows what (it is far too long ago to remember those specifics) Jon was super pissed off and decided to go take a shower. Despite my fear, the fact that I had just came in Donna’s heels, my best friend’s bitchy businesswoman milf of a mother turned me on immensely. Shortly afterward, Jon got out of the shower and he and I went up to his room to smoke and game and what not. My cock was growing rock hard as I watched Donna leave for work wearing that very pair of heels that were now soaked in my cum.
Teasing you as my finger traces its way downwards, followed closely by my lips planting gentle kisses, right down the backs of your sensitive legs to your ankle. I lick and kiss before gently running my tongue along your wet pussy..exploring you..tasting your juices. Your so close to cumming, as you feel my tongue run from your clit, slowly...downwards...along your pussy....exploring inside...then going lower..lower! You feel my tongue and fingers run gently across the soles of your feet, savouring the silky smooth sensation of the thin nylon stockings stretched tightly around your feet and legs. Your legs either side of my head as you feel my tongue flick against your ass hole, before going up to your wet pussy, licking and tasting and then back to your tight wet anus.
What would Mistress do, if she heard you moaning like a bitch in heat?” Chloe purred, as she ran warm, clear water over Victoria’s ass. Any minute now, Chloe would pull her tongue free and climb on the table, making Victoria eat her pussy. Chloe pulled the sex starved woman upright and positioned herself just the way she wanted, and then she yanked Victoria downward and pushed the woman’s face into her dripping cunt. She pulled Victoria off Athena’s foot; her pussy making a wet, sucking sound as it exited. Straddling Athena’s leg, Pandora pushed Victoria back down, burying the foot back into the younger woman’s dripping slit. When she stopped bucking, Pandora gently eased out of Victoria’s ass and pulled her off Athena’s foot.
She went to ask the rep what was going on, because boys and girls don’t share the same rooms. I said, “Okay.” I didn’t really know anyone in London, so I asked Rebecca if she wanted to go for a drink. I didn’t have to be told twice, I took hold of her feet and shoved her toes up to my nose, it was even better than her shoes and socks. I asked what she wanted me to do, and she replied, “I love it when boys cum on my toes.” I started to get up and she said, “I’m done yet, it’s time for your punishment for been such a bad little boy.”
"Mmmm, did I do that to you Ben?" said Corrine, while rubbing her long slender foot along the vertical bulge. "Ben, would you like to go out Friday night?" said Corrine, as she tried on the fourth pair of shoes. "I can help you with that problem, Ben." said Maxine, reaching out and placing her hand on the bulge that grows longer and harder under her touch. "Where are we going, Corrine?" I said as I reached over placing my hand on the hem of her skirt. Corrine placed my hand on her firm tanned thigh, looking at me she told me not to go any higher and to be patient. "Mmmm Corrine, I love the fresh clean scent of your feet," I said as started to kiss her big toe.
Being a gentleman, I lit both smokes at the same time, in my mouth, then handed one over to Janice. My head was buzzing wildly, my body grew numb, my dick was tingling, and the hair on my legs stood on end. After drooling in her mouth and smearing her chin and neck with his wet tongue, Mark put his hand up her shirt. Instead, I took the saturated length and wrapped a loop around the knuckles on my right hand and grabbed hold where the hair met the back of her head. Janice removed her hands from her breasts and took hold of either side of my head.
She then looked pleased with herself as I was now laying on the floor, sucking her toes, as she sat dominantly on the couch above me. Jenna picked her phone back up and continued whatever she was doing earlier while grinning down at me; wiggling the toes of one foot in my mouth and resting the other foot on my chest. Jenna placed both feet over my face and then just kept them there while I was breathing in their amazing scent for what seemed like forever. Once we got there she sat on the bed and pointed to the floor where I could sit and told me to start massaging her feet.
As I was picking up her sandal I closed my eyes and inhaled as quietly as I could, the beautiful aroma of her delicious succulent pale white toes. I placed her sandal on her feet and just as I was getting up she said, I lifted her feet and press it against my face and inhaled loudly twice, whilst letting out loud moans in between. Streams of cum shot into the air and landed on my stomach and her feet, as I let out a loud grunt and moan. she pressed one foot hard against my balls and cock and said "You've told me that you’ve always wanted to be dominated by a women, knows your chance.
As she drank I stared at her calves and her sneakers trying to imagine what her feet looked like and smelled like...dare I even think what they tasted like? The young woman walked over and sat in a small spot of grass near the kiddie sprinkler fountain. All I could do was stare at her feet and her socks tucked neatly inside her jogging shoes. So I sat and watched as the young woman started her car and drove slowly down the driveway of the park until she was totally out of sight. I then began to give myself a handjob right there in the car with the lovely smelly sock carefully covering my dick as I stroked it.
The strange thought urged him to look up at her face again. Oh, I’m so clumsy,’ she said and cradled her left arm in her lap, rubbing her wrist. ‘It wasn’t that bad after all,’ she said and reached out to take the shoe. For a brief moment he thought he had seen these cute little toes before, even though they were barely visible now, hidden under the black stocking. Thank you.’ She was about to turn on her heels and leave, when he mumbled, ‘I think we have seen each…’ ‘What?’ he asked, and then noticed that her left knee was bent with her foot barely touching the ground, unable to support her weight.
Several times, he has refused to give me a foot massage because my feet were too smelly, even when they were almost fresh form the shower. The next time we had an argument and I felt my temper rising, instead of slapping him, I quickly fetched the handcuffs and locked him to a table. I calmly explained that he could go on for as long as he wanted, but my feet were going to stay right there until he would calm down and apologize. I couldn't help but laugh, which made him more angry, but again, the foot odour spoke for itself and pretty soon he gave in and kept his mouth shut.
I couldn’t help but look, my eyes danced from her pretty face down her body and along her shapely legs to her beautiful feet. I worked my way across her feet, kissing each toe in turn. When I felt the time was right I opened my mouth and covered over right big toe and began to suck, not too hard, using my tongue to caress and taste her. I then placed my tongue at the heel of her left foot and slowly licked my way across the sole, when I reached the tip of her toe I opened my eyes and looked up at her.
Next thing I know, I started squirming because it felt so good and I just shot multiple, huge, thick loads of hot cum in between her sexy toes. She didn't wanna stop, she turned over and put her feet on either side of my limp cock and started stroking me until I got hard again. She said to me, "Dont be afraid to let it all out, I wanna hear how good it feels when I make you cum okay?" So then that got me going real good and I started moaning as she kept stroking me, then all of a sudden she started pounding her feet against my cock and I couldnt help but moaning really loud and she was smilng while I moaned really hard and loud.
I pushed the door wide open and the girl slid past me, entering the elevator. “What floor?” I asked, pulling the wooden grate closed. The elevator creaked , and then stopped between the fourth and the fifth floor. My feet took off the floor and everything before my eyes grew blurry. Then my eyes managed to discern a vague light spot, probably her shirt. I got hold of the heel of her shoe, which had stabbed my shoulder. “My ankle is a bit stiff, and it started aching a little,” she said. Moreover… my ankle hurts terribly, and it’s swollen I think.” I tore a strip from my shirt and started wrapping her ankle with it. “Are your legs adjusted?” I asked.
Melinda kneeled before me, stark naked, the huge nipples on her slightly sagging big boobies stiff like small cones, red islands in milky-white triangles of a bikini tan, her pussy, which was - to my surprise - crowned by a patch of neatly trimmed blond hair and shimmering with moisture at my eye level, and she held up a thick, short, wet carrot like a trophy. My whole face was covered in tropic heat, but I leaned forward and ran my tongue wetly all over the eastern beauty’s toes, tasting the familiar mix of gritty, sweaty sweetness and feeling my pussy juices greet the shaming act with a burst of wet joy.
As we drove off I could start to feel my Focus just gently pulling to the right and I made sure that Brad had a great view of my feet working the pedals. As the tyre got to the stage where it was starting to make the really sexy rumbly noise that is where you can see it outside the car clearly and feel it inside the car, I thought let’s make this spicier, so as we drew up to stop light I took off my flipflop put my foot up on my leg and said to Brad, “can you rub my sole I’m sure I have something stuck on there.”
She knows I have a penchant for ladies’ feet and always pads around the house bare foot, wiggling and splaying her toes in the air, fondling her soles and arches, taunting me with her adorable little tootsies. Her right foot worked its way up slowly to the tip of my cock before caressing the gooey head in a circular motion with the pad of the big toe, smearing pre-cum, smudging the slippery substance all over my bulbous helmet-head. I clamped Beth’s soles to either side off my cock and manipulated her feet, moving them in a circular motion, the pads of her toes stroking my helmet, the heels rubbing the base of the shaft.