Dear feet lovers!

I want to tell you a story that happened three years ago. I live in one of the Asian countries and I often have to take our Russian tourists to the sights of the capital. Once I had a transit tourist from Moscow. She had only one evening in this city and she ordered an evening excursion. She was 35 years old, was wearing a short skirt, blouse and sandals on her bare feet. Immediately struck a bright orange color pedicure. My knockers contrasted so sharply with the whiteness and tenderness of my fingers and peeping pinkness of the heel, that my heart began to beat often and it became difficult for me to concentrate on the excursion itself.

After two hours of skiing in the evening city, we stopped at the observation deck, which is located on a mountain in the city center. Without leaving the car, you could enjoy the view of the glittering night city. The tourist, her name was Lena, throwing her legs on one leg, drinking beer and staring thoughtfully at the flickering lights. I think, despite the magnificence of the panorama stretched below us, Lena had time to notice my frequent glances at how she was rocking the sandals on her leg. Suddenly, she said that her legs were sore, and asked if it would be difficult for me to massage her heels. She said this with a smile, studying looking into my eyes. My heart pounded furiously, I nodded. She took off her shoes, and handed me her "treasures".

In the car, especially with your legs, you do not swing your arms, closely, and it just so happened that her legs were inches from my face. A fragrant smell came to my nose that almost clouded my mind. My dick instantly swelled. I started kneading Lenin's heels. She, smiling, looked at me, and suddenly asked: "Tell me honestly, you want to kiss them?" - she looked at her legs and with an easy effort brought them closer to my face. It became difficult for me to breathe. No longer asking me, Lena put both of her legs on my face and began to put her whole foot on her nose, eyes, mouth. I was suffocating from both the lack of air and indescribable happiness inhaling this divine scent of sweaty heels and the salty taste of delicate skin.

Lena also liked to see the procedure: she pushed her fingers into my mouth, tried to shove the entire foot there, and I was happy and only opened my mouth wider. Lena periodically lowered one leg and rubbed my cock, which I pulled out of impatience. When I reached the faint and dizzy, Lena grabbed my cock with both feet and began to jerk him. Sperm shot suddenly, and flooded Lenin's feet. It seemed to me that I died. Lena smiled, and asked: "how now to be with this?", Lifting the heels filled with sperm, and bringing them closer to my face.

"How about lick your outpouring"? A member that was just languidly lying was suddenly sharply swollen, and I began to furiously lick my own sperm from her legs, and Lena smiled and substituted me with one or the other of her legs. A few minutes later Lenin's heels gleamed, and my cock glistened, languishing in inaction. Lena continued to smile, pulled back the seat, climbed into the back seat, lay down, and spread her legs. I entered her, buried my face in her heels, and began to do what is called sexual intercourse, but if earlier, it was something common, now, inhaling the aroma of delicate skin, feeling how the heel crushes your face, how you don’t there was enough air, there was a feeling that this is what I was looking for all my life, and that this is happiness! I finished as sweet as never before.

The next morning, Lena flew away. I could not forget that day, and found Lena. We got married! And now my life is a holiday. In the evenings, when Lena, lying on the couch, reads a newspaper, she puts her tired legs on my face (I take a seat at the feet of the sofa) and makes me lick my heels, because, as she says, this very well takes off fatigue.Lena likes my caresses, she even stopped washing her legs in the evenings, because as she says: “You, my cat, you can bring my heels to shine with your tongue, then wash them again”. And I'm glad - the more unwashed, the more I like it - what a fragrance! He began to do his wife a pedicure.

Here and we live!

That's all. And recently another story happened to me, but ... next time. Suddenly you are not interested ...?