Novel & Cerita Foot Slave

Running in the snow barefoot had left the soles of our feet raw. “Lucky for you girls, I am not just a shoe salesmen, I am also the town’s podiatrist.” The shopkeeper said as he came out of the back room with a bag of supplies. “Around these parts, its not uncommon for people to get frostbite or other injuries in the winter. Now lets have a look.” He spent several minutes working on each of our feet, cleaning, then massaging ointment into them and finally wrapping them in a thin wrap.

"I don't know." "That bastard said because his left foot was different from a normal person’s foot. He was born with 6 toes. And the socks were especially made for him by his dead wife. He couldn't bear to discard them... I used to think he was an honest person. But now I find that he has really been good at pretending. Maybe her wife's death is related to him." When Jean heard this, she suddenly felt a gush of biting wind rise from the soles of her feet.

“ Let me get you out of these shoes.” He moved his hands to reach my left foot and lifted it on his knee, still sitting on his bed. I made a futile attempt to stop it, realizing I had been running in the puddles with these heels a few minutes ago. His hands were strong but were gently holding me in place until he unzipped both of my shoes, and I was barefoot on his hardwood floor.

Her left foot joined the torment, pressing against his heavy balls, massaging them gently while her right foot continued its perfect, teasing footjob. “Fuck… Isabella…” Skyler moaned, his hips thrusting upward instinctively, fucking her soft sole. “Your feet feel so good… so incredibly soft and warm…” Isabella smiled, enjoying every second of the power she held over this powerful man. She increased the pace, using both feet now — soles sliding smoothly along his length, toes squeezing the head, her high arches pressing firmly against the sides of his cock. Precum leaked profusely, making her feet slick and shiny, the red polish on her toes glistening with his arousal.