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Have you ever had a foot job?
If not, let me describe it to you: you're on your back, hard and erect as a
flagpole. I'm sitting between your legs, spread wide, knees bent, with my
soft feet pressed together VERY lightly on either side of your dick. If you were
to look down, you'd see my pussy, wide open and wet...but as much as I know
you love that, you've got something else in mind. Just when you think you're
going to burst from the torment of the gentle touch of my feet on you, you
feel the silky skin of my arches sliding up and down along the length of your
shaft, catching just enough underneath your swollen head to send an electric
shock of pleasure through your body. You're oozing precum, and that's only
serving to quicken our foot fuck, lubing up my feet and allowing them to move
even more smoothly along your cock. When you cum, it's in thick, ropy strings,
dripping all over, proving a fresh coat of paint on my already bright red
toenails.
Before you can get a feel for my feet, though, you're going to have to strip
me from my stockings; I tend to prefer sheer black thigh highs, the ones
with a dark band of lace at the top, encircling my firm legs. If I'm wearing a
short enough skirt that day, you can see the full length of those pantyhose,
following the line up the back of my leg, starting at the cubed heel peeking
out from behind my stilettos and gliding all the way to the garter straps
keeping them in place. I'd love to have you on your knees, eye level with the
floor, watching and listening to the click-clack of my shoes on the floor as I
strut around. I know you're watching, and I can almost hear the throb of your
cock, straining against your pants, aching to take its rightful place in that
lovely little fuck tunnel between my feet.
My name is Marilyn, and I'm your foot fetish phone sex queen. By the time
I'm done with you, I'll have you not only worshipping my feet, but kissing the
very ground that I walk on just for a chance to get close to my lovely
lingerie-clad legs and tiny toes once again.
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