Category: foot fetish

Juicy Julie 1844-332-2639 Ext 453

Tonight is my friend’s art exhibit so I’m headed to the art gallery now. I can’t wait see all of her work on display at such an elegant event. I’m beyond proud of her! When I arrive I’m surprised to see that it’s bigger than I’d ever imagined, complete with red carpet, news media, and paparazzi. I’m glad I chose an elegant, sexy, black cocktail dress. It’s a spaghetti strap, slit up the side, exposing my leg and black strappy heels that wrap up my calves.

I make my way in and I’m blown away by her work and the amount of people that are here. My heart stops as the sexiest man I’ve ever seen makes a grand entrance. His black suit fits his perfectly chiseled body like a glove. Everyone seems to know him or at least who he is. All eyes are on him as he makes eye contact, waves, shakes hands, and flashes that million dollar smile. Wow! Who is this man? His eyes meet mine. Did he see me staring? Our eyes are  now locked on each other’s. Without a blink, he grabs two glasses of champagne from the maître d’s tray and heads my way.

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Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

You’ve always had a thing for feet, and have always wanted to feel what it’s like to be beneath them. You would pay whatever price, just to get a view. Lucky for you, I have an open schedule for you to drool over all the parts of my feet. This is the day you have been waiting for to give me wads of your cash just to worship my beautiful feet!

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

You are a fan of my soft and pretty size 7 feet. You are a Foot Fetish Fanatic.  I see you staring at them even with my 3-inch stiletto shoes. Your body shivers as I slide my shoes off, displaying my naked feet. I enjoy teasing you with my feet by pressing my soles in between your thighs, forcing your legs to spread wider. Your dick, already half hard at just seeing my feet, twitches as I move my toes closer. I start rubbing the tip of your cock with my big toe while my other foot caresses your balls. You’re getting weaker.

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Harper 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 437

Dear diary,

OMG, you won’t believe what an sph loser my neighbor is *giggles*. He’s always hanging around my apartment and trying to get my attention like an eager little pathetic nerd. I mean seriously, it’s obvious from just looking at him that he’s only good for two thing-sph and wallet draining *giggles*.

I bet he doesn’t know that girls like me have radar when it comes to figuring out dick size on a guy, even when he’s fully clothed! Even the sound of a guys voice and the way that he walks tells me if he’s packing or not. My neighbor has a whole wimpy little dick demeanor, from his whiny voice to his completely non-existent presence when he walks in a room.

I’m so sick of him constantly hanging around and looking for any excuse to spend some time with me. Tonight, I decided that it was time to teach him a lesson! I told him that he could come over for coffee if he really wanted to but that he better make it well worth my time. The loser listened and he showed up for a wallet draining session.

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Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Can you imagine my feet stroking you up and down? Sitting on my ass, legs in the air to tease you with my feet. Done up in stockings or pantyhose, the fabric rubbing you so intensely you have to ball your fists up. Pantyhose does that to a man, don’t they? I would love to see your face twist up as I tell you all the dirty things I think of while my feet torture your cock. Gentle, but intense sensations all over your hard cock, just leaking all over my feet. Stained forever with your precum, reminding me of our adventures

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You fantasize about worshiping a sexy body like mine.  You’ve never had the chance to get your hands on a girl like me. But I’m sweet. I’ll let you. So long as you are willing to worship me. Perhaps we can cover my toned, tanned, and supple flesh with something sweet like honey or whipped cream and have you lick it all off me.  I want you to take your sweet time and pleasure every inch of my body.   Make my body the dessert buffet as I lay there in front of you.

I want to be super naughty with you. I’ll lay on my belly so that all the yummy goodness will be on my back. Every touch of your lips and gentle kisses will send shivers down my spine.  As your tongue trails all over my body, I will moan or even softly giggle to show you just how much I love the way you focus on me.  Find those spots all over my body which make me melt as you make me yours. Continue reading “Worshiping a Sexy Body” →

1844-332-2639 ext 285

Hi boys I’m Trinity and I’m hoping to finally meet the Daddy Dom to handle me anywhere and leave me feeling sarene. At work,driving home,in the grocery store or gas station ,the bank, at your favorite place for lunch. In passing brushing up against you on accident.. I need to be pleased on the spot so anywhere goes once my wet fuzzy peach start throbbing. I cant control myself something takes over me. It’s been so hard to keep a job I’m always disappearing to rub that tsunami out with no one to help most of the time. I’ve lost so many jobs by constantly showing up late or not coming back from break on time.. thinking to myself i can make it quick but I always seem to get lost dipping in the chocolate jar. Have you ever had to excuse yourself from a meeting because you’ve made a drenching mess of a wet spot on yourself?

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Kinky Boots

Posted 1 year ago by Writer

Kinky Boots

Ronnie 844-332-2639 Ext443

Early this morning, I was walking through the back pasture. The sun was barely up, and the livestock lumbered through the morning dew. It should have been a stroll like the ones I take every morning, except something was different this time.

There was a car, the front half was wedged in a ditch, and there were no people around that I could. No footprints or signs of life. Just the unexplainable car and the same old heifers. Curious about how it got there, I rush forward to look in the windows. There was nothing noticeable in the vehicle except for a black, thigh-high pair of boots on the back seat.

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London  1844-332-2639 ext 439

I have a pervert in my neighborhood. That is obsessed with me. Whenever I step outside he is always there watching. But that is not even the worst part. He is also a peeping tom. It is so hilarious. He has no idea that I have cameras. So I just lay there watching his every move. Thinking to myself I know you’re watching me.

I have an app on my phone. That allows me to see every angle of my home. So the moment he steps foot on my property they begin to record. I have so many videos of him lurking in the dark. He crawls from his yard to mine until he reaches the shrubs surrounding my house.

Then he pops up at my window. Just like a jack in the box. I always make sure that I am dressed really sexy. And I always have my toes showing and painted. Because my cameras also have audio. And one night I heard him saying look at those beautiful toes. (lol) I just lay there with my back turned. Pretending that I don’t know he is there.

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Sole Licker

Posted 2 years ago by Francie

Francie 1844-332-2369 xXx 208

Ian kneeled at the foot of my recliner. He wore a hooded mask, clamped around his throat with a collar which was padlocked at the nape of his neck and nothing else. Of course, he knew better than to speak or beg. He’s such a good boy for his Mistress. Ian is a foot fucker, a sole licker and his favorite thing is to bathe my tootsies with his tongue.

It had been a long day for both of us, Ian has a very high powered job which demands much mental fortitude from him and I had an early morning work out and then of course work. My workout socks had been soaked in sweat and I didn’t have time to shower, I simple switched from smelly sneakers to cramped high heels for work. You better believe my poor feet had been slipping and sliding in my heels all afternoon.

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