* This is PART 1 of a 2 PART Series! *

This super sexy session, was inspired by the Hand Held Fantasy episode of the same title! I got SO many messages asking me to make an alternate version, where you get to watch the “Sock Bandit” having his way sniffing, kissing, licking & sucking on my sexy, napping soles... Well babes, here it is!

I decided to set the mood by making the description from the perspective of Myles , allowing you to immerse yourself into the mind of “The Sock Bandit” himself...

I couldn’t even begin to shake that incredible experience from my ...

* This is PART 1 of a 2 PART Series! *

This super sexy session, was inspired by the Hand Held Fantasy episode of the same title! I got SO many messages asking me to make an alternate version, where you get to watch the “Sock Bandit” having his way sniffing, kissing, licking & sucking on my sexy, napping soles... Well babes, here it is!

I decided to set the mood by making the description from the perspective of Myles , allowing you to immerse yourself into the mind of “The Sock Bandit” himself...

I couldn’t even begin to shake that incredible experience from my brain... What Gwen did, when she tied me to her bed while I was out like a light, was hands down the hottest, sexiest, most erotic thing I’ve EVER experienced! In my mind, with my kinks, and my foot fetish, I felt like she opened a door to endless possibilities!

In the next few days following, she occupied 99.9% of my thoughts. Images of how she edged me, teased me and fucked my bound brains out, constantly flooded my mind, and as my raging foot fetish took over the rest of my senses, all I could do was fantasize about how amazing the soles of her feet are! Almost indescribably perfect. They’re so soft looking, you would swear they were made of pure satin, and they’re this perfectly pink hue, as if painted that way by some brilliant artist! And as if that wasn’t enough to make me completely obsessed, she has these brilliant, high, wrinkled arches! It was like looking into heaven if there is such a thing! She had me addicted. She had me hook, line and sinker.

She must have known ALL of this, as she visually obliterated my mind on our 2nd and 3rd hangouts, especially when it came to my foot fetish! I couldn’t actually begin to be surprised about it, even the first time we hung out at that little party she had, I was practically drooling over her soles when she casually propped them up on her patio table. She must have seen me staring then, and if she didn’t, she’s definitely seen me staring now! I’m guessing that’s why she keeps putting her feet up in the first place? She knows. She knows her feet are sexy as fuck, and is having a blast teasing me with them! So I promised myself one thing... They will be mine.

My patience paid off, when my perfect moment came not even a week later! See, the window that looks out onto Gwen’s patio is one of those floor to ceiling windows (it’s more like a wall really), and it faces the front of the building, looking out to the condo’s courtyard. If she doesn’t have her curtain's closed, you can clearly see right into her condo from the courtyard, her kitchen is on the right, and deeper in is her living room. On this particular morning she had her curtains wide open, and as I was passing through the courtyard to the building, there it was, clear as day, a pair of socked feet propped up on the arm of the couch! Gwen’s cute, socked feet... No way!? Is she resting?!

Before I realized that I might look like a crazy burglar or something, I was climbing over the small railing and onto her patio! My mind caught up to my body once I was standing there... so I quickly scan around to see if the coast is clear! Nobody in sight, just me and the quiet still of the morning. This was my chance, and I had to at least try to take it! So I slowly reach for the patio door, praying it isn’t locked, but not getting my hopes up too high. The knob turns and the door clicks open with a whisper... I was in.

For a brief moment, there was a part of me that felt guilty for what I was about to attempt, but as I replayed the morning she tied my naked, napping body to her bed, the guilt began to fade. Then it faded completely as I gazed upon her, sound resting on the couch, her perfect, adorable socked feet, propped up on the arm, sticking out of the blankets and begging to be adored!

As I crept towards the soles that I so desperately longed for, I couldn’t help but laugh a little inside about my previous thought of looking like some crazy burglar... I was definitely about to attempt stealing Gwen’s cute socks right off of her amazing, napping feet, so that I could lick, kiss, suck and sniff every perfect inch of them! So, in a way, I guess I was a burglar of sorts? A Sock Bandit?! Alright Myles! Here goes nothing...