Natalya caught my eye, and I suddenly felt that I was blushing like a boy. Wow, she embarrassed me!

- What, like? - She asked, and I honestly admitted that very.

“I went to the salon ...” she replied, looking at her fingers with which she had played at my sight.

Suddenly, I felt the urge to desire, and without any compulsion, I sank to my knees in front of my beloved, without looking away from her feet. The nails on her legs were cast with pearl nacre.

- See ... closer ... - I explained vaguely.

Probably, I embarrassed my little wife, because earlier I had not shown such signs of attention to her. Natasha, I repeat, had awesome legs, which he often told her about, but at the same time he didn’t allow himself to cuddle with them, considering it a weakness.

“Well ... look ..." she said somehow timidly. It seemed to be a wonder for her.

I took her left foot in the palm of my hand, feeling the forgotten softness and freshness of her skin. The surface of the foot was cool, and the sole, on the contrary, warm. The veins of the vessels and veins on her skin were visible only near, but I did not pay attention to it.

I began to knead her foot in my hands, but the skin did not retain the warmth of my hands, and I, dropping even lower, kissed her. Natasha at first somehow started, her leg stiffened, almost jumping out of my palms with a fish ...

I had already made the thought that now she would make a fuss, demanding to rise and stop her actions, and cautiously closed her eyes, but several seconds passed, but there was no negative reaction.

Instead, there was a genuine interest in what would happen next, and I again stretched my lips to her legs.

I began to kiss her feet, and each finger on them, causing the skin to turn pink and began to give warmth towards me.

From such an effect, I myself kindled, and as if wanting to prolong and preserve this moment, I began to stroke, caress, relax in the palms of the beloved woman’s leg, increasingly covering her foot with breathing and kisses from small toes almost to the heel ...

Natalya pribaldela, and I lay down at her feet, and I already did not care what she could think of me. Yielding to weakness, I could not pass back.

I rolled onto my back, and taking both her legs in my hands, put my feet on my face. Her legs were almost weightless, and I didn’t feel heavy when her heels rested against my forehead and my socks crushed my chin.

I felt the tension in the groin - a member could not get out of the pants on my own, but asked to go outside.

I do not know why I was so excited, and because we have never allowed ourselves such experiments! Even when we were overwhelmed with passion in younger years ...

I opened my mouth, and her sock fell into the cavity.

I lay stupidly on the floor, holding the beloved woman’s sock in my mouth and did not dare to move even when it began to penetrate deeper into my mouth, constraining my breath.

But probably, Natasha realized that I was not comfortable, and took my foot out of my mouth, allowing, however, to lick her heel.

I had to admit to myself that I did not deserve more. Natasha did so much for me, for the family, for life, and I preferred to drink the “white”, forgetting about all the benefits.

I opened my eyes. Natasha leaned forward, looking at me.

I was ready to apologize to her and ask her for forgiveness, but she was ahead of me.

- Why did you not do this to me before? - her voice was even, and her smile was clear.

- Please, give me a chance ... - I swallowed the remnants of words, changing them by others. - do it for you more often!

She liked it, and Natasha rose, stretched out to me to his full height. I was lying on the floor at her model legs and, feeling like a slave to the situation, I didn’t want to change anything.

Natasha, amused herself, sat on the chair on which I had been sitting earlier, and put my feet in my groin area.

- Wow ... - only she said, feeling the rising member. It was the same length as her foot.

I lowered my trousers, and Natasha smiled, peepingly looking at the rearing member.

"What, really want?" - I counted in her eyes.

“Please ...” I whispered.

I lost the care of her affection, and now I was very afraid to lose it. Being alone, I often resorted to self-satisfaction, while recalling our intimacy with Natasha. And if now she said she was not ready, I would have gone mad.

She stroked my cock with her legs, which had never happened before, and she smiled, obviously content with the role of the mistress. What did she need to tell me that she was not ready for sex, and proudly leave, leaving me alone with a sticking out member. But no ... She tested me, and I, in order to prove the seriousness and truthfulness of my words, meekly took her left leg in my palm and pulled it into my mouth. He froze in her mouth, massaging her pink fingers with her tongue, looking up at her.

At that moment, she suspended the forward movement of the right leg along my trunk, and moved the sock to the plump scrotum. She crushed one egg to me, and I would certainly have howled, trying to break free, if her divine leg had not been placed in my mouth. I resisted the pressure, let my eyes clouded with tears, and turned my gaze on her, full of respect and love, repentance and pity.

She liked it, and she eased the pressure by removing her sock from her mouth.

- Confess, drove someone to yourself during this time? She asked, even if she knew the answer.

- No ... - I gave out in one breath.

She again started stroking my dick with both feet. At that moment, even if she confessed to me of her infidelity, I would say that I do not hold on to her evil.

Her feet nadrachivali my dick, and I blushed, unwittingly catching in her eyes and on her lips sneer.

“Just think, my husband is a pervert-fetishist!”

However, she did not say a word out loud.

The first wave of my excitement subsided, besides, my back was sore from lying on the cold floor, and I got up. Natasha followed me with her eyes, and if I did not push her to further, she seemed to feel that I needed to. My standing member was against her lips, and she immediately plunged him into her mouth!

My God, how long has this not happened! In the fiery first years, this was only an "experiment", nothing more, which the loving wife eventually refused. She said that she was not pleased to do this, but I did not insist, although the thought of how hot and moist Natka's lips closed around my penis more than once worried me.

She took a deep blowjob, but not too long. 10-15 times made progressive movements, but rather to stimulate my strut. With her one palm, she held my preloaded scrotum, as if she were putting it in some thicket. I slightly tilted my head, interested in the movement of her lips along my penis, but at that moment Natasha stopped stimulating me and rose.

We were opposite each other, and I felt an unreal desire for her, as if we were suddenly younger and came to know each other for the first time.

“How beautiful you are,” I admitted.

Natasha walked around me, dressing her over her head. Her body, strong and so dear, was drunk ... The summer sun rewarded her with a tan, and on the contrary I avoided its influence, and this was even more its superiority.

All that was left on Natasha was pearl beads and a bodice, which she flicked off with a click. Ripe breasts, which I loved to kiss in past years, did not lose their attractiveness and shape, and I sank my lips into her swollen nipples, with which she fed Temka, while Natasha was pulling off her panties.

The rest happened spontaneously.

I just turned my faithful back to her, and she herself spread her legs apart, slightly bending down, making my way easier. At the same time, her gaze was turned on me, as she turned her head. Pearls of her beads sagged ...

I uncontrollably began to fuck my wife, but in this impulse I was completely ... Read more →