So here I am, on all fours, my flimsy dress hitched up over my hips and my lacy white knickers discarded beside me. The rug beneath me is soft on my k...ees and I congratulate myself for buying a decent one. “Spread those legs a bit more!” you say from behind me somewhere and why is it that I’m totally compelled to do everything you ask? “Now work a finger into that tight arse and get it ready for me” you command and yet again, I oblige you. I feel like a filthy fucking whore and I like it a lot. ‘Nope, I need to catch up with work this weekend. Sorry.’ I need to plant a baby inside Sam Wilson. You know, the usual. ‘You can even bring Sam along, especially if she brings a few of her bi friends!’ Pat pressed. Why would he even mention Sam? Was he a bloody mind-reader? ‘No idea what Sam is up to, I haven’t spoken to her all week.’ At least the second part was true. ‘Alright, mate. If you change your mind, you know where to find us.’ Actually, I’ve change my mind. ‘Sure thing. I gotta get. I kissed her lips, I kissed her breasts, and then I kissed her virgin pussy. We discussed what a wonderful thing our love was and we discussed the gifts that we were giving each other. It was a one time gift and one that could never be given again. We were giving up something dear to us and we were willing to do that for the other.As I knelt there between my lovers legs positioned at the entrance to heaven I asked her one last time if she wanted to go through with it and she said that she did.. She’d purr with a wicked moan and commanded me to slowly push my toes into her pretty cunt. She’d open her legs wide, while I jammed my toes in and out of her sloppy wet cunt. She enjoyed it I think as much as I did. For a guy with a fetish, this was fucking amazing.The clincher was when she came on my toes. Afterwards, I’d sit Indian style on the floor and suck her cum from my own foot. That’s how I became a lover of feet. She’d also spank my buttocks until they stung and finished me.