Emma Sirus Feet Novels & Stories

Damon POV I watched the retreating silhouette of Aurora as she ran out of my room. I felt a tang of guilt, but it quickly dissipated. After I wore my jeans and ripped T-shirt. From the corner of my eye, I could see Ember Rivers adjusting the hem of her dress seductively. She ran her hand through her thick hair that reached her waist. Her dress accentuated her figure. She had a good height of 5’7ft with all her features proportioned perfectly.

Presently she is clad in a skin-tight red robe which is slightly above her knees from the front view, but it's touching the ceramic-tiled floor from the back view, exposing her fine figure, she also wore a golden bracelet on her left arm. "I was in my room, mom," Alyssa replied avoiding Norma Elspeth's eyes. Alyssa is a very charming young lady with a round molded face, a thin small pointed nose two sets of brown eyes, and a pink lip with a dot slightly above her jaw. She is five feet tall, her skin is dry and rough with a little number of freckles on her face. "Sweating like that, what were you doing?" Norma Elspeth asked searching into Alyssa's brown hazel eyes.

I'm afraid I'll mess up. "Ugh! Mina sighed, her forehead wrinkled with worry. "Look, don't worry about tomorrow's event. Please! You are incredible at this. We've worked hard. Everything's gonna be alright. It'll be perfect. Yeah?" Emma nodded her head, eyes crinkling at the corners, and crouched down to take off her shoes. Small whimpers escaped her rosy lips the second she touched her bare feet. Mina's right. She needed rest, otherwise, she might not be able to perform tomorrow. Seeing Emma's swollen feet and the obvious pain flashing on her face, Mina's expression dulled. Emma's a hard worker.

“Cum all over my pretty feet. I want to feel it.” That was all it took. Marcus groaned loudly as his orgasm hit. Thick ropes of cum erupted across her soles and toes , the first spurt landing on her arch, the next coating her crimson-painted toes. He kept stroking himself with her feet as he came, painting her soft skin with every pulse. Sophia flexed her toes, spreading his warm load between them and over the tops of her feet until they were glistening with a messy, erotic sheen.

MARISSA “Beautiful,” I almost whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “You look like a ballerina angel.” “What’s a ballerina angel?” Annie giggled, scrunching up her nose. I shrugged. “It’s the most beautiful angel of them all.” She laughed again and then went back to studying her reflection in the mirror. “Do you think I need other shoes?” On her feet were silver slippers with tiny pink bows at the back of her ankles. She held her left foot up to me so I could get a good look at it. “No, baby. I think those are gorgeous. They go perfectly with that dress.”

“It’s two weeks from now. I’ll text you nearer to the date. Do you even know my shoe size?” Lisa smiled mysteriously. “Twenty-three point five centimetres long, eleven centimetres wide with nine-centimetres ankle height.” Staring at the devilish woman in disbelief, Lisa winked at me and told me she would prepare two-inch heels for me for the occasion before shoving me out of her shop. Once outside in the chilly weather, I shuddered. Lisa was a force not to be reckoned with. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< “That was fast.”

Her gaze followed mine and she tilted her ankle to have a better view of the heel, “I think three inches, maybe four?” She’s practically a model with her height and her curves. No matter the height of the heels, she was still taller than 5’ 7” which means that she had insanely long legs that would make my design even sexier. I couldn’t help the smile, and Emma’s eyebrows drew together as she looked at me. She broke eye contact first by glancing behind me at what I was sketching. I let my hand travel behind me and quickly close the cover of the sketchpad. Emma sighed in disappointment at my gesture and met my eyes again.

It indeed looked empty and inhabited, but the general environment said different, for it still looked well kept and clean. "Mhm!" He exclaimed and banged the car's back door with his fist. "Hey, we're here sleepy head." The door suddenly opened and Emma stepped down holding a bottle of whiskey. She wore a skinny tight, with a mini skirt on and above ankle boots, her shirt barely covered the tummy and she had a nose ring just between her nostrils. Her eyes so dark with mascara, hair plaited with native beads. After a while of observing around with a frown face, she took a step forward and staggered almost falling.

he said in a husky nervous voice, "I see you're ready for me." The sexy blonde was in the centre of a device strewn room. She was standing though not fully upright. Isabelle was on tip toes, eight inch heeled boots the black rubber up to her thighs. The boots were so tight they seemed to mould to her perfect calves; her ankles visible in the tight material her thighs gripped firmly by the boot tops.

Emma cursing him under her breath gets changed in a beige knee length skirt and greenish blue cute frilled top with 3/4th sleeves. She then applies her hair serum and simply combes them straight after applying moisturiser, serum, sunscreen and a day creme. Emma walks out after wearing a beaded bracelet and a cute chain with a full moon locket having diamond studded in half and the other half was of gold.