Great collection of footjob articles

Author: zar
Word count: 13042
It turned out that I was not very interested in women’s beautiful leg stockings. The articles and pictures about foot fetish I saw on the Internet made me wonder why there is such a group in the world who likes women’s feet? Puzzled. I didn’t understand until I went to work and met her. I work in a small office building, each office is separated by partitions, and only one rectangular desk can be placed between the partitions, and the employees sit opposite each other. Sitting opposite me is her, a 27-year-old beauty. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a beauty: oval face, big eyes, long hair shawl, slender figure and slender legs, always with a faint fragrance on her body, a typical oriental beauty. She was originally working in her husband’s company. During this period of time, her husband went abroad to discuss business. She was tired of working in the company, so she came to this office building for a change. She is very good at talking, and within a few days I had a heated conversation with her, and she smiled and pinched my cheek when I was excited. One summer noon, my colleagues went to dinner, and it was just me and her. I was lying on the table to write documents, and she sat opposite me and secretly glanced at her from time to time. It was really beautiful. Suddenly, she put down the makeup mirror and said to me: “Why are you peeking at me?” I suddenly felt hot at the base of my ears, and my eyes turned sideways. Seeing my embarrassment, she smiled: “Oh, you are really a big boy, so your face turns red. In fact, I already knew you were peeking at me. There is no beautiful woman who is not tempted right now!” “I…I…” I wanted to refute, but I couldn’t say a word. She continued: “You… what are you? Didn’t you respond when you looked at me?” I was very surprised when I heard her say this, and suddenly my crotch softened, and I lowered my head. It turned out that she took off her high heels and tapped my crotch with her toes. She wore a pair of bright and transparent flesh-colored silk stockings, which outlined the contours of her feet smoothly and beautifully. I looked at her in amazement. “What? Didn’t you feel it?” She said and retracted her foot. Just that moment gave me an inexplicable excitement, which I had never felt before. I hurriedly said: “No…it’s not that I don’t feel it, it’s just…it’s just that I didn’t expect you to be so… so open.” “Huh! What’s the age, is it still a time when holding hands is still quiet? You are still a contemporary youth.” She said angrily. After hearing these words, I no longer had any worries, and said boldly: “Yes, I forgot that we are all contemporary youth. There is nothing wrong with it, just ask for it.” “I want it? What do you want?” She said softly. I said even more freely: “I want your feet like that just now.” “I don’t do it, you are bad!” I said with a smile on my face: “Okay, I’m wrong, don’t you be angry, good sister.” She smiled: “Who is your good sister, do you not like that?” “No, no, I like you.” Put the feet of stockings in my hoe, the excitement poured into my heart again. “Is it comfortable?” she asked, her pantyhose feet lightly on my dick through the shortsrub. “Oh, it feels so good. I’ve never been so comfortable.” I spread my legs to give her pantyhose feet more room to move. “My husband likes the thing that I rubbed and stepped on him with my stocking feet, and I also like the convex and hard feeling on the soles of my feet, which makes my feet feel very comfortable, much better than foot massage. He has been abroad for a while, and I haven’t felt it for a long time. You must help me today.” I hurriedly replied: “Okay, okay, okay. I will do it.” My dick swelled and pushed his shorts up high. I snorted as she rubbed her stockinged feet. She also felt the changes under her feet, so she slowly took off my shorts and panties, and her swollen life sticks stood up. Then she told me to lie on the ground. I obediently lay in front of her feet, and she stretched out her feet to wrap around my vital organs, and stepped on them alternately from left to right. My life is against the soles of her stockings. The smoothness of the stockings and the delicate soles of her feet made me finally understand that women’s feet in stockings have such a charm. She stepped on my lifeblood harder, and my humming became more urgent. Then, she clamped my lifeline between her feet and began to fiddle up and down. Wow! Her silky stocking feet actually did a FOOTJOB for me “Oh…” I was intoxicated, and I straightened up my lower body and started a piston movement with her stocking feet. Slowly, my vitals became red. She put her left foot under my testicles and twirled her five toes nimbly rubbing my testicles. The strong stimulation made me tremble all over, and I grabbed her right foot and rubbed it against my lifeblood frantically. Afterwards, she clasped my genitals with both feet and rubbed them repeatedly like rubbing sticks, and rubbed against the roots of my genitals with both heels. “Ah… oh… quick, hard, oh…” I gasped. She quickened her foot movements, and her heels pressed hard on the base of my lifeblood. “Oh…” With my intoxicated hum, a thick liquid gushed out, she continued to clamp my lifeline with her pantyhose feet, pressed her heels hard, and squeezed out all the rest. I was lying on the ground gasping for breath, and she was still rubbing my soft knees with her stocking feet, “Do you feel comfortable?” “Oh, it’s wonderful. I’m so lucky to have met you.” She smiled and said, “Don’t be so talkative, anyway, my husband won’t come back for a while, so you can help me during this time. Put on your pants and let’s go eat, don’t be shy.” I got up from the ground, put on my pants and walked out of the office building with her. After that, we would do it every day after get off work at noon, and I even started to lick her fragrant stocking feet. She is really good, she makes me very comfortable every time, and my life root also allows her to enjoy a beautiful foot massage, and she wears different stockings every day, allowing me to enjoy the different feelings brought to me by net stockings, crystal stockings, lace stockings, jacquard stockings, and wafer stockings. Once, when we finished as usual, she put her feet on my face, and I stuck out my tongue to lick the soles of her stockings, and suddenly she said, “Tonight you will be with me.”I’m going home and I need your help with something. “I replied: “It was my sister who ordered me, and I will never hesitate. ”
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