She was on her feet all day and had recently undergone surgery for varicose veins. As a consequence of this she had to wear support tights and as I h...ve a massive tights fetish I was immediately attracted to her. Being on her feet all day combined with the support tights meant that her feet sweated and boy did they smell! The first time I noticed the odour of her feet was one evening when I’d called round to see my girlfriend. I walked into the living room and was hit this smell which I can. "It was a fantasy that I've always had and one that you've helped enact for me a few times. You've always enjoyed it and the last time that you pushed me into the car at work you said that it was even better because I really had no idea it was coming and the risk of getting caught." That one was amazing," you concede. "But I've never said that I wanted you to do it to me." No, but you like being tied up and letting me have my way with you." Wendy runs his hand down the side of your breast. "I hope you don't think I flirted," said Devi."You're remarkably beautiful," Tracy responded."I wanted to look my best and not be dressed up," said Devi. She wore a white peasant blouse from Madrid showing a hint of cleavage and the red bra beneath from Berlin, the bare upper chest bearing the gold Star of David medallion Bess had bought as a joke in New York, but she wore proudly as did Bess who got one for herself, purplish jeans fitting snuggly from Paris, black Italian leather boots and. The whole thing seemed almost like some horrible dream. Watching the horses had been wicked enough, but I wanted to forget completely about the way Jason had thrown me into the haypile and made me act like one of the rutting beasts I'd seen in the corral."What makes you think anything happened?" I asked, careful to keep my voice innocent.Billy Joe grabbed a leaf from a low hanging branch as he swung the truck around a turn. "Jason and I have been going down to the horses every night, but last.