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, s... Show more