On with my new black pumps for more foot squirming and tendon popping. By the happiest of accidents, I had to stroke the back of my calf with one of my pumps. It looked so sexy, my boyfriend had me to it some more. You'll like it too, I think. After that, I stand still and you will spot the veins that run all the way up my shins to my knee. Talk about vascular! I set on my creaky old stool and hook my heel on one of the rungs. Nothing sexier, is there, unless it's plain old legs crossed at the knee and then dangling. Nothing plain about these legs, though, is there? From the other side for a b...

On with my new black pumps for more foot squirming and tendon popping. By the happiest of accidents, I had to stroke the back of my calf with one of my pumps. It looked so sexy, my boyfriend had me to it some more. You'll like it too, I think. After that, I stand still and you will spot the veins that run all the way up my shins to my knee. Talk about vascular! I set on my creaky old stool and hook my heel on one of the rungs. Nothing sexier, is there, unless it's plain old legs crossed at the knee and then dangling. Nothing plain about these legs, though, is there? From the other side for a brief look, the sun makes the veins on my feet look even fuller. Then back to the first side again but at a greater distance. I love my new shoes! (You get a glimpse of upskirt as I try to get into some sexy positions, so you have to watch real close through here.) When I finally get situated, I can get back to the business at hand...or at ‘foot' as is the case here. My boyfriend can be kind of rough without meaning to be, as you will see when he yanks my legs to the place where he wants them. Grrr. He knows what he's doing, though, as you will see, when in this new position out of the direct sunlight, the veins in my feet look just wonderful. When I wiggle my toes, it's like a visual symphony, with the different parts of my feet playing the different parts of the score! Then my feet get hot and I have to air them out and wipe the sweat off on the braided rug. You don't mind, do you? When I get my feet back in my pumps and squirm again, you can hear the leather creak. Must mean my feet are especially strong, don't you think? More squirming, I get tired and take off my pumps and fade to black and it's over. Boo-hoo!