Foot fetishes are common. I can always spot a foot dude too. Usually, I will indulge him if he is handsome. I went shoe shopping yesterday. I started the morning off with a pedicure, so I would have pretty feet for the shoe stores. I was walking around the mall when I realized I had an admirer. I wasn’t immediately aware that he was a foot guy. When he followed me into the shoe store and stared at my feet, I knew for sure. I crossed my legs continually, bringing attention to my feet. His eyes followed my freshly pedicured feet. I had him hooked. I signaled him over. He looked wealthy by his attire and Rolex watch. His watch cost half of my teacher’s salary I was sure. He looked like the kind of man I could strike a deal with, so I did. Buy my shoes and get a private showing at home. He ate that deal up. Honestly, I thought he was foaming at the mouth with excitement. He didn’t blink an eye when I racked up a $3,500 shoe bill. I have a shoe fetish. I am the kind of woman who buys shoes to match every outfit. When we got back to my place, I modeled every pair I had while he stroked his cock. I was surprised by how large his dick was for a fetish guy. I was happy to watch him masturbate for me. I did more than that, however. I let him cum on my feet. His hot jizz ran through my toes. It felt amazing. I gave him a footjob too. I took a sexy ass pic of his cock in between my pretty feet. I know I am too old to be a sugar baby, but this guy was loaded, submissive and had a big cock. He doesn’t want to fuck me sadly. He is married. I told him if he keeps me in pretty shoes, he can have a footjob whenever he wants.
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Foot Fetishes
A Sub Or A Dominatrix
I could not imagine being a sub for a man or another woman. I love being in control. I love having my cake and eat it too. I love having sissy boys for all my wants and needs. I love a sissy boy to clean my house and another for him to hand over his paycheck. I need one for humiliating and that special one to fuck me just the way I like. I am the princess. I am the one in charge. My way is the only way. My way is the right way even when my way is the wrong way. Now, why would I want to be a sub and take the orders instead of getting my way? Why would I worry about someone else’s happiness and not my own? Does that make sense to you? Because it does not make sense to me.
Lucky Slut
I am a very lucky slut I have two very hot BBC living next door to me. And as an extra bonus, they make porn videos right out of their home. Any time I am in the mood for BBC or to make a sex video with me as the star I just have to walk out my front door make a left and walk ten steps. Any time I am over at their house there is other sluts and people fucking everywhere. I have joined in on three-some videos, black cock on white slut, girl on girl action videos, and the list goes on and on. It is a fuck party any time of day or night over there.
Where Is My Man!
I thought I had something developing into a relationship like a boyfriend, but, until he can get his act together I am going to be with other men whether he likes it or not. My boyfriend turns me on though how submissive he can be and how eager he is to please me. I want him to be my favorite cuck that feeds big dick into my cute pretty pink hole and licks it as it’s going in and out of my hole. I might allow him to cum but first I want to gush all over a dick and make it super creamy. It would be hot to see my boyfriend licking and sucking that cream off like people trying to suck cream from a donut.