Once, as my foot kept going past his face, he leaned forward and grabbed it, hauling to his nose to smell it. I could hear him breathing hard, and sniffing my foot like there was no tomorrow. He was pushing his nose in between my toes, and flicking his tongue around the tops, teasing me. I commanded him to stop, and lay on the floor. When he did, I unzipped his pants. I put one foot on his penis, and the other on his face, grinding my stinky, smelly, feet stench into him.
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