I bet you'd love to see my feet, wouldn't you? Up close and personal? Alright, since it's you lucky day, you get to see them. I'll hold them right up to your face, in fact. My soft, meaty soles and cute pedicured toes. I'll let you smell them, feel them caress your cheeks delicately, cover your entire face.

As soon as I peel back these knee high socks, that is! Haha, you didn't think you'd get access to them that quickly, did you? Fat chance! You've gotta want it, yearn for it. I want to see you suffering. That's right, stand there on the spot and wait patiently for it. And let me ...

I bet you'd love to see my feet, wouldn't you? Up close and personal? Alright, since it's you lucky day, you get to see them. I'll hold them right up to your face, in fact. My soft, meaty soles and cute pedicured toes. I'll let you smell them, feel them caress your cheeks delicately, cover your entire face.

As soon as I peel back these knee high socks, that is! Haha, you didn't think you'd get access to them that quickly, did you? Fat chance! You've gotta want it, yearn for it. I want to see you suffering. That's right, stand there on the spot and wait patiently for it. And let me handcuff and shackle you so you don't try to approach me. I know I'm driving you wild with lust. It's just a precaution, and a way to remind you of where you stand with me. Here's a gag, too. That's more like it!

Slowly, slowly I'm peeling off these knees socks, the cotton slipping away from my nylons stockings underneath. Your greedy eyes are bulging at the thought of it. Just a couple of seconds more until my feet are exposed in all their splendour. If only you had the full use of your hands so you could jerk off to the sight of them. Nearly there. Not! I'm wearing ankle socks under these. Bahahahaha. The letdown is real. No feet for you. Nooot yet.

Some more teasing and off come the socks. You're entranced by my beautiful feet, soft and feminine beneath black nylons. Let me hold them up toward your face, together except for the arches, perfectly poised for a foot job. I start making the motion and it's enough to make you pitch a tent, which I of course notice.

It's time to unclip these stockings. Laying back on the bed with my pussy on full display, I unclip them and pull them down the length of my legs, popping them off my feet. Now my soles are fully exposed and I continue with the same motion as before. You know what would make this even better? Oil. I lather oil onto my soles, tie my ankles together, my big toes together and then raise an eyebrow and ask you, "So, what about that foot job?"