Hosed and Soaked

“I remember the 1st time that a fellow snatched my feet in a sexual way. I was painfully bashful when I was younger and this dude was one of my first boyfriends and an older smooth operator. I remember that we were at a fancy restaurant and I was wearing a hot pair of sandals with skimpy, jeweled straps and very pointy heels. This chab just leaned over and said me to put my foot on his schlong. That chap said it so frankly and abruptly that I was caught off guard, but I was instantly turned on. I caressed on his knob until this chab came in his pants. I rubbed my slit at the same time.”

“That first experience with shoes and feet and sex would open up a whole fresh world to me. After that, I could not receive sufficient leg sex. I have converted each charmer I’ve slept with into a foot charmer. I can not stop giving foot jobs, and masturbating with my tights and stockings is a habitual thing for me. I love to rub my love button with my used socks. I just love the stink that solely immodest socks have. But I’ll admit that rogering myself with stiletto heels is my most-perverted indulgence.”

“Lately, I have been wearing my tights numerous times until they are ripe sufficient that I can smell my pussy when I open my legs. Then I call my beloved foot lad over and I wait for him, widen eagle, right in front of my front door. When that chap arrives, I command him to get on all fours and crawl to me. When this smooth operator does, I push his face into my smelly gusset and hump it until I soak him throughout the fabric. Then I let him rip my hose off and shag me unyielding!”

Hosed and Soaked

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