He loves my feet, so what kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t indulge his fetishes every once in awhile? By the time he walked into the house, I was in the kitchen, in plain view, with my feet up in the air, ready for him. The grin on his face, and the bulge in his pants, were exactly what I was hoping for. He dropped his pants as he made his way to me, and then leaned down and started kissing my feet. He licked all along the arches, and he sucked each toe into his mouth, wrapping his tongue around them. His cock was bobbing and throbbing, and I could tell that he was getting off, which only made my pussy that much juicier. I pulled my feet away enough to drop them a bit and wrap them around his dick. He stood still and enjoyed it enough to let me stroke his dick a few times before he grabbed onto my feet and started fucking them. He pounded into my feet as though they were my pussy, watching my toes curl up and away from him. He came hard, pulling his dick away so that he could cum all over my feet, and then he licked and sucked the cum right off my feet. After that, I knew that it was going to be a long and delicious night!
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