In her boudoir, she has a footjob, nylons, and varnish.

She'd never ever given any person a job prior to. They were having a relationship for a while and he had requested it. She had always denied him.

He was obsessed with feet. She knew about it but hadn't desired to let him engage in foot play. Then she decided it was the right time.

The afternoon was spent in the bath, taking her time cleaning, scrubbing and smoothing her feet. After that, she massaged two different creams on the nails. The nails were left untreated and deliberately.

When he got there she put on black lace lingerie, black top stockings with lace. The pair of black high-heeled leather boots that went with. The buzzer went off and she put on a silky robe on top of her outfit.

The apartment she lived in was a third floor walk-up. He had a loud voice. footsteps as he climbed the stairs grew louder. She opened the door and left it open and then went back.

He slowly opened the door wide. He was smiling big on his face, despite his efforts to breathe.

"Evening Missy," He said before bowing.

"Pet," she simply smiled and said hello.

He entered and shut the doors behind him. He was adamant not to inquire about her health. Being aware of the dangers of speaking in any way until he was talked to, he was silent.

He'd done it before , and it's been an agonising one. He was still shaking every moment he thought of the welts left from the waistband.

"Take off your shoes and sit on the floor on your feet," the woman ordered.

"Yes, Mistress."

A serious look was visible on her face as she watched him struggle with his shoelaces. At 5'10 she was taller than him in normal situations. With her heels of 7 inches she was taller than him.

Nylon and foot cream

After removing his shoes, he fell in a knee-squat in front of her. The hair of his was off, and tiny drops of sweat were visible along the hairline.

Eyes wide-open She saw enthusiasm in them.

She raised one of her legs towards him.

"Take my boots off, pet!" she said.

He took her foot into his hands. His hand was soft. The boots were about mid-length.

As he pulled down the zipper, he did it slowly, enjoying the moment. Then, he grabbed the sole of the boot and removed it from her feet. He sat her foot with his hands and stroked her softly with the nylon.

"Mistress, can I smell your feet? I'd like to smell your feet, please?" he pleaded.

"I'm standing on a 7-inch heel . Pet. Remove the other and you'll be able to sniff it."

"Yes, Mistress. Sorry, Mistress."

He released her foot, and she held her other foot toward him. He was also cautious and deliberate in pulling the zipper.

"You must hurry up, before I decide to change my mind about the smell of the dog," she said.

He was not taking chances. The boot was removed. This was something he'd only dreamed of.

He rubbed the nylon a second time and wondered if she'd offer him a foot massage while wearing stockings.

The thought caused his cock turn. He didn't pay attention to his knees that were aching on the flooring.

It was a pleasure to hurt his knees for her. He bowed his head more deeply and put his cheek on her feet.

While his eyes were closed, he took a deep breath using his nose.

The man moved his nose across his shoe. The scent was of nylon and foot cream. It was as if he were taking in adrenaline.

A cock that has an earbeat

The cock of his was hard and strained to break free from the confines that were his trousers. He felt it throb like it was beating a heart. it.

She drew her foot in the opposite direction and instructed that he should follow.

They shared a walk into her boudoir. The curtains in the forest green velvet block the views from the window.

The bedding had a dark shade of blue. The dresser and the wardrobe were both made of oak, as was the flooring. A shaggy, off-white rug was laid on the floor, next to the bed.

A bottle of red nail polish was placed on the table in her bedroom made of oak.

"I'm going to allow you to paint my nails," she said and lay upon the mattress.

She put her stockings on and took them off and then crossed her legs over one another. Her feet dangled, pointed toward him.

"Thank you, Mistress. Thank you very many times," he said while kneeling down before her once more and expressing his gratitude for the rug that was shabby.

With care, he painted all of her toes. He started with her biggest toe before moving on to her tiny toe. He made sure to not apply any polish to her skin, unsure that it would be painful for him.

After he was finished with one foot, he decided to take his time on the second. As a squirrel would save nuts to save for winter. He wasn't sure when he'd be allowed to repeat this.

An explosive footjob

"Thank you, dear pet," she said when he was finished. "I think you're worthy of some kind of reward."

"Only If you think I am worthy of one, mistress. I am grateful it was my turn to let you paint your nails."

"Take all your clothing off. Then get on the mattress."

She took off her dress and showed her intimates.

His cock throbbed even more when he saw her. Large and full-bodied boobs with a slim waist , and big hips and thighs that are thick. All wrapped in black Lace.

It wasn't long for his clothes to fall on the floor, and for him to crawl onto the bed along with her.

The cock of his was longing to be touched, but he was aware not to touch it until she let him. She pulled away from him, and then leaned against the headboard.

Then, she put the foot on his thigh as she pushed toward his back. The other foot was placed on the other side of his thigh, getting closer. He sighed as both feet touched his cock, allowing him to get an exercise.

Incredulous that the rumour that he had the job, she began to stroke his cock using her feet. They were so beautiful when they were wrapped around it, particularly in the nail polish red.

She shook her cock faster and more quickly, her legs moving upwards and downwards. He was shaking and trying his best to not get too hot.

"Please mistress, can I have a smooch please?" he squealed.

"You might," she said, and he burst into a rage. His scum escaped from his foot and covered his feet.

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