Yes, it was a shame that her manager didn't let her wear the wedges in the shop again - in fact she was a hag and she commented: "They look very pretty but they are really not suitable for health and safety". I am sure had she worn those sexy wedges more often, the shop's takings would have gone up as it would be full of guys perving over her feet and heels and thinking similar nasty thoughts as you are.mrtickles wrote: Thu Mar 05, 2026 9:32 am My face would be all over her feet while she’s wearing those sexy, leather wedges!!
I can smell the leathery scent from here!!
Her moist toes will be totally licked, sucked and tickled by my talented tongue and fingers…. Only to be fully satisfied by a hair brush going wildly over both her feet!!
She’ll be begging for me to stop …but that won’t happen anytime soon!!
Of course, being a helpful husband I had access to the backroom of the shop where she often tried on and obtained sexy heels from the donations. Good times... I'll share more of these in my other thread.
Now imagine that day she got home from the shop that day with all sweaty feet, she was bitching about by her manager and she was also frustrated by her horniness. She pulled me into the bedroom and demanded that I fondle and suck her titties. Her boobs were modest in size - especially before pregnancy - but her nipples have always been the size of blueberries. I took off her cute pink floral bra with a bow in the middle and gladly complied. She moaned and rewarded me by planting her sexy feet and wedges on my cock and stroking me vigorously. After a short while, I was hard as iron so I pulled away from her feet and positioned myself at the tip of her pussy. I found it hard to resist and stroked her bushy black pubes with the tip my cock, and I found myself getting sucked in. My cock slipped in easily and with a few strokes she was moaning in ecstasy. I told her I was getting close too as she was making me so hot, and suddenly she came to and said "Don't cum inside me!" I kept on pumping and knew I was playing with fire. I was reaching the point of no return and as she stroked the bottom of my feet with the tips of her toes - this was the one special move that she knew would get me off every single time - I pulled out and blasted a ton of my seed all over her feet, heels, and the bed. Had I not done so I was pretty sure I would have knocked her up.
