My Dream Feet

Vienna Black stood there asking her brother’s best friend what she should wear tonight, and all he could do was stare and grin. He kept undressing her with his eyes, tracing every curve from the way that thin white top clung tight against her nipples straight down to those laced high heels. He was already picturing what she’d feel like moaning underneath him. Only it wasn’t her tits or tight little pussy he wanted first. He was desperate to drop down, kiss those shoes off, and suck on her cute little toes—white polish gleaming, toes soft and perfect, every single one of them sliding between his lips. Foot fetish fantasy overload.