says that this is enough for him to come. Minimum effort, maximum effect, I think.
For him I have perfect feet. I wonder how your feet are perfect for a fetishist.
Small, soft and white? So yes, mine are perfect.
When we meet wants me to go to the bathroom, I take off socks and shoes do you wear that makes me find it.
The last time was very high, transparent, with a silver heel.
are out of the bathroom and I marched him back and forth.
looked like a child at home, while enjoying his new train.
Sitting on the couch, I took a foot and if it is supported on pants, between his legs.
I started rubbing the instep along the thighs, making sure that the heels do not hang up somewhere. And they are offering lift my fingers to his mouth.
A gasp of pleasure broke out in him. What I was offering the show!
because my skirt was too short and you could taste some peek between her legs.
After I only licked the tips of the fingers coming out of that shoe, he wanted me sit on a chair in front of him and dropped his pants. I gently took off her shoes one by one, caressing those little instruments of pleasure, as if they were the most delicate and precious he had ever held in the hand. I licked them from the ankle and toe then one by one, all ten fingers, sucking. Then I have them lying on top of his penis. I realized that I wanted to I make a foot-job. He let go, relaxing on the couch. I shook the rod in the hollow of the feet gently, supporting her. In a moment he had no need of support, the fetishist was excited. I started with a slow, gentle pressing massage. Alternating a touch of his tip with my fingers. Writhing with pleasure, launching pleading moans. But I have reached the apotheosis, when I extended big toe succeeding a stringerglielo bene, appena sotto la punta e a tenerlo dritto. Mentre con l’altro ho cominciato a massaggiarlo sopra usando l’incavo tra le dita e la pianta del mio piede. In pochi secondi il feticista è scoppiato, schizzando tutta la sua felicità repressa.
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