I need to borrow the car to go to a party. I know though, I'll have to make a deal with you to do it. You see, I was getting ready to go out with the girls, picking out my outfit when I remembered you really love shoes and feet. So, I've just gotten my hair and makeup done, still in my pajamas when I bring in my hot pink shoes complete with feather accents. The deal is, you can have your weird fetish of worshipping my feet and shoes, in exchange for the car and not telling anyone I went out. Granted, I'm mostly going to ignore you or be a brat since I thinnk you're a totally weird foot perv, b...

I need to borrow the car to go to a party. I know though, I'll have to make a deal with you to do it. You see, I was getting ready to go out with the girls, picking out my outfit when I remembered you really love shoes and feet. So, I've just gotten my hair and makeup done, still in my pajamas when I bring in my hot pink shoes complete with feather accents. The deal is, you can have your weird fetish of worshipping my feet and shoes, in exchange for the car and not telling anyone I went out. Granted, I'm mostly going to ignore you or be a brat since I thinnk you're a totally weird foot perv, but you're gleeful at the exchange regardless. I tell you to just look and sniff but ABSOLUTELY no kissing and licking as I text my friends and tell them I'm going to be late as I ague with you about the car. I tease you about my feet when I'm not ignoring you. I know you live sniffing and seeing them, the high arches of my feet creating a sexy gap in the bottom of my heels. What a freak you are. I take off the shoes so you can get a better look and gooning done. They're in pristine condition right now, but tonight after me partying and dancing they'll be used and smelly. Then I know you'll just be beyond horny for them. I let you kiss the shoes as I tell you how funny it is that you're horny for my shoes and feet. I tell you I'm going to bring them home sweaty and dirty for you just how you like them... if you let me have the car for a whole week, and enough money to get new shoes to replace the ones I give you. I know it's a big ask, but even moreso my feet are irresistable and you crave my used shoes. You agree, of course. Immediately, I take my shoes and tell you I've got to go because the girls are mad I'm late and I have to go get dressed. I leave you wanting and craving for more...