A colleague of mine, Marco, came one evening to my house for a visit. We started to chat confidentially and he admitted that he’s always had a passion for my feet. I use to always wear high heels, that is true and he sneaked some view with the corner of the eye in the office, to admire them, every single day. I allowed him to take off my shoes and to start to caress them, and at a certain point he was so tired that he fell resting. He started to dream to worship my feet... And I tried to awake him. At the end he fell resting so deeply that when he woke up everything seemed to be so vivid, ...

A colleague of mine, Marco, came one evening to my house for a visit. We started to chat confidentially and he admitted that he’s always had a passion for my feet. I use to always wear high heels, that is true and he sneaked some view with the corner of the eye in the office, to admire them, every single day. I allowed him to take off my shoes and to start to caress them, and at a certain point he was so tired that he fell resting. He started to dream to worship my feet... And I tried to awake him. At the end he fell resting so deeply that when he woke up everything seemed to be so vivid, so real for him...

Un mio collega di lavoro, Marco, è venuto a farmi visita. Ci siamo messi a chiacchierare e in via confidenziale ha ammesso di aver sempre avuto una passione per i miei piedi. In effetti io uso sempre i tacchi alti, e lui mi ha detto che in ufficio gli dava una sbirciatina ogni giorno! Gli ho quindi concesso di sfilarmi le scarpe ed accarezzarmi i piedi e lui, rilassandosi, è crollato addormentato. Nel sonno ha sognato di poter adorare i miei piedi, e dormiva così profondamente che quando si è svegliato, il sogno gli sembrava essere stato reale...

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