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I Love Feet – Footjob and Footworship at its best (male/female)

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I Love Feet – Footjob and Footworship at its best (male/female) is a sex story about , kink, petite, foot, footjob, feet, worship, worship, feet, feet, worship, handjob, sniffing, toesucking, toes, massage, teeny tiny foot, teeny tiny toes and the occasional bit of foreplay. I love it when it involves a girl being the heel. This story is so different. We’re not talking about some typical girl who likes wearing heels and heels, or heels in heels with a skirt. Instead, we’re talking about a girl who likes wearing heels and a skirt together. Her skirt is short and her shoes are long, and she’s wearing a pair of sandals for the purpose of getting in some sun. And she likes it that way.

She and I went out to a restaurant in town. We were having a night out, and I was really enjoying myself. I knew that she’d been to a lot of places to try out, and she had her own little list of restaurants she wanted to go. I knew she was into heels. I knew she loved the idea of wearing them as a pair, and wanted to be able to get some foot massage and toe fingering while still in the city and in a relaxed mood. It was just so hot to be on the street with a girl who could do any thing I wanted and I could do anything I wanted her to. So, we had lunch here at the restaurant. I’ve told a little bit about her before, and about her in general. She works at a gym in town. She has a ton of friends at the gym. She likes to get away from the crowds and enjoy the company of others. She enjoys being in control and taking control, but sometimes I wonder what she likes about having a little control. She also recently had surgery, and she doesn’t have any of her shoes yet, so she was in need of some help getting dressed. I knew that she loved to wear shoes (they are really short) and wanted to try shoes for the evening. I knew she had some friends that went to their favorite places with them. She wanted to have some time alone to explore shoes that weren’t too big and too small, to get her feet in some fresh air. And she liked heels (and her own style of heels), so I knew she’d be interested in wearing heels and shoes together. But there was a bit of a delay before we got to the restaurant, because I didn’t hear her and I wasn’t sure she even wanted to meet me there. I knew that she wanted to see someone.

I got there around 11pm or so and saw her walking in. She was wearing a short black skirt, black and white striped tank top, a grey tank top that she was wearing under her skirt, and some brown high top with the black top and purple bottoms down. I knew at this point that she was wearing something a little on the heavy-hearted side, and I couldn�t help but grin and smile at her and say to her, ‐oh, I�m so ready for you.’ I wanted to see some feet on her feet. But then again, I knew that she would be wearing heels for the evening, so that was kind of a no-brainer. The shoes were pretty cute, I knew. And my eyes were still on the road to see if they would make any difference.

When we arrived at the spot, I knew that I�d have to wait a while. I know her favorite places to go, and it seems like she�d never had a bad time there. We were greeted by a friendly waiter and seated quickly, she had a glass of water ready to go and asked me what I was looking for.

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