Single queen fan femdom

Author: aaaav
Word count: 24860
I was caught by her when I went to the window sill outside her house and sniffed her cloth shoes on the window sill secretly. In fact, I had done this many times before, because I was so cautious that no one discovered it, and she didn’t even know it. At that time, people must not let people find out about this kind of thing, otherwise I would be ashamed to be a human being. She was the so-called “broken shoe” in those days, which meant a woman who had a dissolute life style and messed with men. In fact, this kind of thing is not a big deal now. Which of the high-ranking officials does not have a mistress, and there may be more than one! This is the background of the times. In that era, people were conservative in thinking and lacking in supplies, and everyone was like a Puritan. She is a young female worker in a factory. Now that I think about it, she is just good-looking and has a strong sexual desire. Therefore, when she first entered the factory, she fooled around with several young men and had several abortions. As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, and bad things go far. At that time, she was only around 20 years old, and she didn’t care about it. The broken pot was broken. At that time, the neighbors around her regarded her as a female hooligan. I was still in middle school at that time, and looking back now, the female hooligans at that time were actually pretty good-looking. Later she married a man who was much older than her. The man was too ugly, and he was not a decent person. Of course, he wanted her to look good. However, not long after they got married, she messed around with other men, was blocked by him in the house, beat up that man and her, and finally divorced her. I don’t know if it’s because of her frequent abortions, but they don’t have children either. I don’t know what the man found at that time. She was under the age of marriage at that time, and she also received a marriage certificate. At the time of the divorce, she was not very old, less than thirty. She had a bad reputation in the first place, and after this kind of scandal, no one would dare to marry her again, so the good-looking young woman became a young widow. People have said that a man has the power to shake the chaff and has the heart to shoot people. Although he doesn’t want to marry her, it seems that there are many men who miss her. Every now and then, various men often sneak into her house at night. Our family lives in the same courtyard with her. To be honest, I have always admired her since I was a child. I always secretly looked at her feet. I was fetishized with feet since I was a child. People were very poor at that time. Although girls were beautiful and loved to dress up, in that era and in that environment, it was not bad to even wear a pair of leather shoes. She usually made shoes by herself. She loved to dress up at that time. Shoes like insoles, I know her shoes and socks very well, probably in order to prevent the socks from being worn out, she will wear them in the afternoonBefore going out, I took off the stockings, stuffed them in the shoes, and used to hang them on the window sill outside their house. This gave me an opportunity. I often sneaked to her window when there was no one in the yard, and listened vigilantly to the movement around her. To be honest, her feet smell really strong, but I can’t get enough of them. No matter how others look down on her, in my heart she is the goddess in my heart. When I was young, I fantasized about being her slave and being driven by her wantonly. Lying on the bed at night, thinking about her beautiful appearance, I couldn’t fall asleep, so I tiptoed to her window. Sometimes there were no socks in her shoes, so I would pull out her insoles, inhale and smell them, and lick them with my tongue. Later, my desire to worship her became stronger and stronger. When I saw her spitting and blowing her nose, my body couldn’t help reacting, her lower part was hard, and her face was as red as a fever. I really wanted to taste her spit and snot. Although she has a bad reputation, I think she is actually quite a nice person, kind-hearted. She always dresses up beautifully, and she is more hygienic. She usually wears socks for two days. To save trouble and soap, she saves three pairs and washes them together when they are all dirty. At that time, there was a trash can in the corner of every house. The trash can in her house was the place I visited most often. I used to rummage through her trash can again and again, kicking the balls of toilet paper she spit and blew her nose to wipe her private parts, and kicked them into my pocket. Every time I took these balls of toilet paper, my hands trembled with excitement. Nothing else, just a little salty. As the desire became stronger and stronger, my courage grew a little bit, and my vigilance relaxed. Several times when I heard the sound of her opening the door, I hurriedly put down the insoles and socks in my shoes and turned to leave. She came out of the room and greeted me. I was so scared that my face turned pale. During those two days, I didn’t dare to smell her shoes and socks, and gritted my teeth to endure the torture. It really felt like years! But two days later, nothing seemed to have changed, and she greeted me with a smile as always. I didn’t realize that I was thinking too much. In fact, after we got to know each other well, she told me that she had almost discovered what I did. One of them was the time I was almost discovered by her. Before she entered the room, she accidentally glanced at the cloth shoes hanging on the window sill, and found that due to my haste, I didn’t put her insoles into the shoes completely, and the stockings were hanging out of the shoes. She picked up the shoes in surprise and found that the toes of her insoles were wet. After a while, I understood a little bit. She was afraid to pay attention to everything, and she paid extra attention to everything about me. When she was taking out the trash, she found that the toilet paper used for spitting, blowing her nose, and wiping my private parts in the trash can was gone, not at all.There is. Of course it didn’t occur to her that I would like it, but it seemed odd. So she kept her cool and decided to catch me. That night, as usual, I waited for the courtyard to darken