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<blockquote data-quote="Mistress Legs" data-source="post: 108367" data-attributes="member: 20331"><p>It's a quiet sunny morning and we're sitting at a table on the balcony. I'm enjoying my fragrant cup of coffee with a chicken roll, my feet on the table right in front of you. You already know our morning ritual and obediently push your chair back and kneel in front of the table, so that your face is in centimeters of my bare feet. Yes, this is your breakfast, and it's already prepared with spices - I managed to walk barefoot across the room and onto the balcony, so that my feet are covered in dirt and dust, this is your special kind of morning dessert. The air is sweet with the smell of fresh coffee, but for you there's only a different, more intimate smell of my bare feet, sweaty after a morning walk. I lazily wiggle my toes and you freeze in fascination, your mouth filling with saliva in anticipation of the sweetest breakfast of your life. The sun picks out every detail: the perfect line of white nails on my toes, the slightly wrinkles on my soft soles and most importantly, those very particles of stuck dust and small specks of dirt decorating my toes, heels and soles, stuck during my little barefoot journey. I slowly slide one foot over the other, and a few specks of dust fall onto the table. But I don’t worry, you’ll take care of it and your tongue will tidy up everything. Every crumb must be licked off my foot and the table. Gently and carefully. I like it when it’s gentle. Don’t make me wait. The coffee will get cold. And your breakfast… has been on the table for several minutes now. I extended the toe of my foot, touching your lips and prepared to get pleasure. We are quite visible from outdoor on this balcony, which is probably why you hesitate and do not start your treat, but I do not care about your excuses and embarrassment. This is the most humiliating and sweetest breakfast in your life...</p><p></p><p>[ATTACH=full]745650[/ATTACH]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Mistress Legs, post: 108367, member: 20331"] It's a quiet sunny morning and we're sitting at a table on the balcony. I'm enjoying my fragrant cup of coffee with a chicken roll, my feet on the table right in front of you. You already know our morning ritual and obediently push your chair back and kneel in front of the table, so that your face is in centimeters of my bare feet. Yes, this is your breakfast, and it's already prepared with spices - I managed to walk barefoot across the room and onto the balcony, so that my feet are covered in dirt and dust, this is your special kind of morning dessert. The air is sweet with the smell of fresh coffee, but for you there's only a different, more intimate smell of my bare feet, sweaty after a morning walk. I lazily wiggle my toes and you freeze in fascination, your mouth filling with saliva in anticipation of the sweetest breakfast of your life. The sun picks out every detail: the perfect line of white nails on my toes, the slightly wrinkles on my soft soles and most importantly, those very particles of stuck dust and small specks of dirt decorating my toes, heels and soles, stuck during my little barefoot journey. I slowly slide one foot over the other, and a few specks of dust fall onto the table. But I don’t worry, you’ll take care of it and your tongue will tidy up everything. Every crumb must be licked off my foot and the table. Gently and carefully. I like it when it’s gentle. Don’t make me wait. The coffee will get cold. And your breakfast… has been on the table for several minutes now. I extended the toe of my foot, touching your lips and prepared to get pleasure. We are quite visible from outdoor on this balcony, which is probably why you hesitate and do not start your treat, but I do not care about your excuses and embarrassment. This is the most humiliating and sweetest breakfast in your life... [ATTACH type="full"]745650[/ATTACH] [/QUOTE]
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