We were in his car, and he was talking to me about the stress of his career. I was leaned against the passenger door and I put my feet in his lap. I rubbed his leg with my feet as if I was soothing his worries away. I was wearing a little black skirt with shiny tan pantyhose underneath. He tried to resist the urge but his hands couldn’t remain still. He began to gently massage my feet, and I knew how the shape of the arch of my feet and curves of my calves turned him on. My toes were painted with red nail polish and they looked so sexy as they wiggled while encapsulated in my sheer tan nylons. He was so aroused by this. Without warning, I began to rub his penis with my feet. I used my toes to undo the button on his jeans and worked his zipper down as I continued to rub his cock. He was so hard! The look of my feet as they stroked him through his underwear was turning me on. “Pull your pants and underwear down,” I said.
He eagerly obeyed and I used both of my sheer tan pantyhose covered feet to stroke his penis. His hands guided my feet in perfect unison with the thrusts of his hips as he squirmed. In the last few seconds before he came, I said, “Cum on my feet, cum hard. Do it, cum for me”.
He did; he came on my feet as I squeezed the arches of my feet tightly against his cock.
I slipped my hands into the waistband of my pantyhose and pulled them off, and used them to wipe up the stray cum off of him before I slowly rubbed them across his lips. I tucked them into the pocket of his shirt and reached for the door handle. “A souvenir,” I said as I got out of the car.
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