A Foot Fetish is Born

The silk band tightens on my eyes. Snug, and comfortable. I heard her heels click twice on the floor and the weight shift on the bed, as she sat. I couldn’t see a thing, but I could hear her every movement, and smell her lavender perfume. I heard her stiletto heel slip off her barefoot, and a moment later, felt her toes on my lips. I gasped as my cock hardened and my mouth salivated. I brought my hands up to support her heel and had to stop myself from slobbering all over her. She slid her big toe into my mouth as it opened. I suckled on it without thinking. Had I ever been this satisfied? 

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