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As I stepped into the bathroom, my eyes widened in disbelief. There she was, the goddess of seduction, standing before me in a pair of flip-flops. Her long, toned legs seemed to go on forever, and her feet were wrapped in soft, white cotton socks. It was as if she knew exactly how to draw my attention to her perfect toes curling inside those flimsy flip-flops.
"Hello, darling," she purred, her voice like velvet. "I've been waiting for you."
Before I could utter a word, she lifted one of those delicate feet and placed it on the edge of the bathtub. The arch of her foot pressed against the porcelain, and I couldn't help but stare at the soft skin that peeked out from beneath her sock. My heart raced as I imagined what else might lie beneath.
She noticed my gaze and smiled knowingly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Come here, baby," she said, patting the tub next to her. "I think you're going to love this."
Without any further hesitation, I slid into the tub behind her. The warm water lapped at my skin as I wrapped my arms around her waist, pressing my body against hers. She leaned back into me, her breath hot against my ear. "Now," she whispered, "let me show you what I've been thinking about all day."
And with that, she lowered her foot back onto the floor and placed her other foot on the edge of the tub. Slowly, deliberately, she began to lift each foot in turn, placing them back down on the edge of the bathtub in a hypnotic rhythm. The flip-flops made a slapping sound against the porcelain each time they connected, amplifying the sensuality of the moment.
As she continued to lift and lower her feet, I felt my cock begin to stir against my trousers. It was clear that she knew exactly what she was doing to me, and it was driving me wild. With each slap of her flip-flops, I imagined the soft skin of her feet slapping against my hardness. I couldn't wait to feel them wrapped around my shaft, milking me until I lost control.
Finally, she turned around in my arms, her eyes filled with lust. "Take off your clothes," she commanded, her voice husky with desire. "I want you to feel my feet on your cock."
I tugged at my tie, unbuttoning my shirt and tearing off my pants. My cock sprang free, already half-hard from anticipation. I looked up at her, and she nodded approvingly.
"Good boy," she purred, reaching down to grasp my cock in her hand. She began to stroke it slowly, drawing out the pleasure as if savoring a fine wine. "Now, lean back and close your eyes."
Obediently, I did as she said. The warm water lapped at my skin, and her fingers danced over my cock, teasing and taunting me. I closed my eyes, relishing the sensation of her touch.
And then, I felt her foot press against my cock. It was soft and warm, and I groaned in pleasure as she began to rub it against me. She increased the pressure, grinding her foot against my shaft, and I couldn't help but moan.
The sensation was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. Her foot was like a hot, wet glove wrapped around my cock, stroking it with just the right amount of pressure. I arched my back, unable to contain my pleasure any longer.
"That's it, baby," she whispered in my ear. "Let go and cum for me."
And with that, I did. My whole body tensed as waves of pleasure coursed through me, and I came hard into the warm water. She kept rubbing her foot against me, milking me for all I was worth, until the last drops of my release pulsed from my cock.
When I opened my eyes, I saw her smiling down at me, satisfaction written all over her face. It was clear that she had thoroughly enjoyed her little footjob adventure. "That was incredible," I breathed, still catching my breath.
She leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. "Thank you, darling," she whispered. "I think it's time for round two."
Her words sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn't wait to see what she had in store for us next. The thought of her delicate feet wrapped around my cock again was already driving me wild.
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