I kneeled down
she sat on the bed looking down at me and flauntingly shoved her foot in my face.
her stockings were soaked with sweat and you could tell right away that the shoes she was wearing weren't very breathable.
she ordered me to lick her foot as if it was natural
I stared blankly at her foot for a moment.
the damp and stuffy scent seemed to overwhelm my sense of smell, making my head spin.
it was wet with sweat and also unwashed and it felt gross, her expression became more stern, so I held out my tongue in an attempt to appease her.
the moment I sensed the salty and slightly sour taste on the tip of my tongue, I winced without knowing it.
she let out a groan.
..I should've endured it somehow.
*lick*
ugh
what are you doing?
hurry up and lick it.
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