Multiple hour sessions available. I weakly said goodnight and headed home. Despite myself, I jumped when I felt shoeless nylon covered toes touch my ankle. It was gratitude on her part and her husband's part. I do remember one of her feet slowly coming forward and with her toes she stroked my soft baby face gently. Linda placed the sole of her foot over my trapped erection and began a slow massage, back and forth. I also remember a gently comforting pat on my head, letting me know that what I was doing was o. Linda had quickly fallen into my arms when I stood up.
She did this because she was about to ask me a question which would enable Laura and I to win the game. I saw painted red toes peeking out from behind a pair of tacky green shoes. Perhaps that would help me to maintain my composure because, in spite of the danger of discovery, I desperately wanted Linda to continue with her game of footsie! I was an investigative little rug rat and like any little tyke I was interested in anything that was visually aesthetic. Laura nudged up against my shoulders and commented on how we were kicking their asses. As the close game was near climax, she began to stroke and knead my erection through my trousers again, making me squirm. Laura put her hand on my shoulder and showed me another question card, putting her lips close to my ear to ask a question. I remember being light headed, and in a kind of euphoria. My inner feelings were at war, but I made no move to stop Linda from her exquisite foot teasing. Linda came up and greeted me with a hug and a small kiss on the cheek.
He just jumped out and grabbed her, trying to snatch her purse and gym bag. Head shot. The smile was as warm as always, but her eyes were alight with mischief She responded by edging over in her chair closer to me so that the sides of our bodies touched. All Raw Produced. You know you love seeing my soft Published: Jul 21, Once again, Linda upped the ante to keep me focused on her.
Then her other foot came forward to meet me. Sessions include Touching, Smelling, Tasting my soles, Foodcrush, footjob, tickling, cockbox, trampling etc. I saw painted red toes peeking out from behind a pair of tacky green shoes. Anything dealing in FootFetish. I was in my mid twenties and I purchased my first computer and even though the internet was new, I did find a host of tickling and worship websites. The end of the table next to me was against the wall, so no one could sit there. Featured in collections. Notify me of new comments via email. This entry was posted on November 20, at pm and is filed under Uncategorized. You are commenting using your Twitter account.