"Hold me with your toes!" I gasped.
|she knew about my foot fetish and had no problem with it, I’d never had the nerve to ask to let me play with her toes.|
I began kissing her instep, lightly at first. Enjoying the wrinkled flesh there. Savoring the taste of her foot. Then I started rubbing my face against her satiny soles. I loved the way her feet smelled! She’d lotioned them…
|She giggled at first, wriggling her toes. When I asked her if I was tickling her she said no, that it felt a little weird, but she was really starting to enjoy it.|
|started rubbing and pumping at her left sole while sucking the toes on her right foot."MmmHmm", was her languid reply. She flexed her toes.|
|"Hold me with your toes!" I gasped.|
Her feet were slightly moist and very soft. I took each creamy foot and massaged it in order to get her to relax.
|trying to explore her feet as much as possible. I wanted to remember the way she tasted and smelled, the texture of her soles and the soft flesh between her toes…|