Although I have climbed the stairs at fifty, I am a housewife with a body that can be considered beautiful… I am lonely and full of lust because I have been a widow for a long time… I have two children, one married, but I can’t control this body full of lust on long and lonely nights…
If I didn’t have fantasies, I’d go crazy, like…I’m a tall, fishy woman… I have long and shapely legs that envy even my female friends, and feet that I keep big-boned and constantly groomed. I go to house meetings wearing skirts above my knees and like to show off my beautiful, plump legs… With my short cropped hair, big arched nose, dislocated cheekbones, fleshy lips curled from lust, I’m likened to vamp women who go to second-class roles in Green. Flesh-colored nylon stockings and high-heeled patent leather slippers make my beautiful legs and feet look even sexier… In fact, I also really enjoy showing off these beauties of mine…
The hero of the incident that passed through the press is the son of the house where I often went to sittings … Although he was 16 or 17 years old, his body was like a grown man… I suspected his attitude towards me and sensed that he was interested in me. Every time I went to them, he was watching my legs from the December of the door, almost devouring me with his eyes… the fire in me was turned into a place of fire by the behavior of this child. Society didn’t take such relationships well at all, but I was ready to risk everything… I didn’t want to miss this sweet naughty one under my hand…
One day when I was at them again, while wearing my high heels, I noticed that a sticky substance got into them, but I put my shoes on without any damage… I immediately realized that the boy was interested in my feet with nylon stockings… I barely threw myself at home, I masturbated repeatedly in my bedroom all night .. I had made my final decision, I was going to present these beauties to him…The next day, I took a bath and started getting ready. Black was very suitable because I’m yellow. I put on my black lace underwear and a black skirt with a deep slit in the back, and after taking a look at myself in the mirror, I went out on the street. I was going to sit on them again.
From the moment I arrived at their house and settled into an armchair, the boy’s eyes were fixed on my legs.. I was sitting cross-legged giving deep freaks, and hr**e was walking to and from the street door.. When I realized this, I thought, ”The honor of the shoe is gone again”…We didn’t realize it was night because we spent a lot of time talking.. Claiming that I was afraid to return alone in the dark, I asked his mother to let the boy accompany me… We left the house without his mother suspecting anything and set off On our way When we arrived at the apartment, until we went up to my apartment on the fourth floor, I was walking in front and he in the back…
What he saw through the slit of my skirt had already impressed the young man.. He was going from shape to shape to hide the puffiness on the front of his pants…I was completely out of the way, I couldn’t see anything anymore except making love. I invited him into the living room, sat cross-legged right in front of him… His face was crimson with excitement, he was panting. I started talking by asking what he thought about me… What he told surprised me and provoked me a lot… He kissed and smelled my shoes, masturbated in them, admitted that his only dream was to kneel in front of me and kiss and lick my sock and sexy feet…I lifted my hip and pulled my pantyhose down to my knees, tearing…
As I stretched my legs towards him, I asked him to take off my sock in a wishful voice… He clung to my knees with trembling hands, so I started rubbing one of my feet on the fluff in front of him. He was both stripping off my sock and coming down kissing the parts he had opened… When he freed one of my feet from the sock, he took it in his mouth and started sucking my nail polish fingers, made love to him for a long time… I asked him to cum on my feet As if he was waiting for it, he immediately stripped off his pants and let himself go…
I got up1 to go to the bedroom, but the young man quickly hugged me from behind, knocked me down, held me tight, I couldn’t move… he would have had me right there if he could bana…Ve and he did what he wanted, I couldn’t stop… I wanted to go to the bedroom, but we started making love right there… After he caressed me with his hands for a while, he saw that I was ready and suddenly pulled me by grabbing my hips… That’s when I couldn’t resist and screamed…
I had achieved that pleasure that I had been longing for for years.This relationship is still going on… for someone of my age and position, I don’t know if this incident is a bonus or a tasselled scourge. But I’m sure of one thing; I’m tasting pleasures in this relationship that I haven’t tasted in a long time, and I feel like a young girl.
I’m also getting attached to this teenager who is madly passionate about my feet in nylon stockings, I think I really like kissing and making love to my feet.