MILF’s Sexy Feet get Played with by the Boss

My Boss Loves My Sexy Feet

My boss slid back under my desk and after I rolled my chair forward, he took my sexy feet in his hands. I could hear little moans coming from him, in-between my “Ahhhs.”

“I peeked my head just under the desk and teased, “How can you stand it down there? There isn’t much fresh air down there. Aren’t you gonna kiss and smell them? My cute feet need your loving. You need to take care of that for me.”

“Oh my god, this must be what heaven is like,” he mumbled as he started kissing the bottoms of my feet while inhaling deeply.

He would alternate between each foot but also continued massaging them while he kissed and smelled, which was a plus for me. I would wiggle my toes and press them into his face.

I continued my teasing by asking things like, “Can you smell that sweet musky scent? Isn’t it wonderful? Do you like my toes, sir? Do you like purple nail polish?”

It was all he could do to answer my questions in between each kiss. He would rub and softly smooch the tops before lifting my foot up and kissing the bottoms. He would have kept this up for hours but seeing him in that blissful state started making me a little horny.

“Why don’t you take your pants off and jerk off on them,” I seductively suggested.

“What? What if someone came in?” he asked, pretending to be apprehensive. With tongue in cheek, I pretended to be upset,

“Oh, I see, you can jack off in your office to my shoes but when you have the sexy feet in front of you, it’s not good enough. Ok then, just come on out of there.”

“Ok, ok. Hang on a second,” he assured as he unbuckled his pants and shimmied them down to his ankles.

As I tilted my head so I could watch, he was on his knees, sitting on his feet and bunched up pants. His cock was hard as a rock and had a stream of precum hanging off the end from all the arousal. He began stroking it with one hand and holding my feet up to his face with the other. It was palm upward and holding my heels so that both feet could be side by side. His hand kept beating his meat faster and faster while he inhaled and smooched.

I directed him, “Don’t you cum on my floor. I want you to shoot your sexy spunk all over my cute feet. Worship them, baby. You can do it. Tell me when!”

He was beginning to tremble, so I knew he was getting close when he desperately yelled, “Here it comes, Dawn! Put ’em down here!”

I lowered my pointed toed, nylon clad feet just in time to hear him bellow, “Aauugghhh, yea! Oh! Augh!”

His first shot missed my feet entirely as it launched and landed on my knee. Then with a quick repositioning of his ejaculating cock. He spewed his backed-up seed all over the top of my sexy feet and toes. It just keep shooting out. When he finally stopped cumming, I had such a huge warm puddle on my feet and toes that I could already feel it absorbing into the nylon, making it wet.

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