 ****Get this clip and others like it at my new website -- www.soleemporium.com**** I can't believe you want a promotion. I don't even know you. Are you sure you work here? That's right. You're the guy who hangs out at the water cooler, waiting to steal a glance at my commanding feet. And you practically stalk me after hours just to watch me walk seductively, authoritatively, to my car. And now you come to my office under the pretext of wanting a promotion... when obviously all you want is to be closer to my feet. Well, then, take a seat, and stare at them until your eyes dissolve. You won't be getting a promotion any time soon, but I may have you back here tomorrow to test your devotion!!
 ****Get this clip and others like it at my new website -- www.soleemporium.com**** I can't believe you want a promotion. I don't even know you. Are you sure you work here? That's right. You're the guy who hangs out at the water cooler, waiting to steal a glance at my commanding feet. And you practically stalk me after hours just to watch me walk seductively, authoritatively, to my car. And now you come to my office under the pretext of wanting a promotion... when obviously all you want is to be closer to my feet. Well, then, take a seat, and stare at them until your eyes dissolve. You won't be getting a promotion any time soon, but I may have you back here tomorrow to test your devotion!!
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It brings me great pleasure that you can't maintain an erection without the scent of my smelly feet! I bet you get really nervous when your wife wants to get intimate with you. Do you start scrambling for excuses? Well, no need for that! I'll be glad help you please the old lady. Here, smell these feet that have been encased in these stockings all day. Wow! Strong, aren't they? Now if you rub your nose all in them I bet you'll get that raging hard-on you've been looking for. Just inhale deeply to keep that scent etched in your memory! Your wife will thank me for this (if she only knew).
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It brings me great pleasure that you can't maintain an erection without the scent of my smelly feet! I bet you get really nervous when your wife wants to get intimate with you. Do you start scrambling for excuses? Well, no need for that! I'll be glad help you please the old lady. Here, smell these feet that have been encased in these stockings all day. Wow! Strong, aren't they? Now if you rub your nose all in them I bet you'll get that raging hard-on you've been looking for. Just inhale deeply to keep that scent etched in your memory! Your wife will thank me for this (if she only knew).
 One of my infamous, seductive job interview/review sessions... Mr. Jones wants a job, allegedly. He's a doctor, allegedly. But during the course of the interview, it becomes laughably obvious that his fascination with my feet and slippers, which I just happen to be wearing, is what brings him to my office. He may well be qualified; and he may do a splendid job; but I can plainly see that my feet will be a distraction if I grant him the job... Or: I can use them to my advantage, and get Mr. Jones to do whatever I want him to. He'll be my personal lackey around the office. He'll make copies for me and fetch me coffee... But first, I must taunt him with my outrageously raunchy smelling feet. The sweat from the slippers has permeated the room, and I can tell that he is aroused. So be it. I'll test his limits and loyalty by making him worship my smelly feet. Well done, Mr. Jones. I can see that your affection for my stinky feet is profound. The job is yours!
 The sticky conclusion of my seduction of my co-worker... I invite him over to the couch, slip my hose off and slide his cock into the leg and foot of them. Then I stroke him with my hand, while my foot is on his balls. He cums a huge load in them, after which I put them back on, sticky hot cum between my toes, and tell him it's time for us to go. We have a dinner date... And I'll be wearing his cum in my shoe all night!
 There's one guy at the office -- very shy, clearly a voyeur -- who can't keep his eyes off my legs and feet. I don't know how he keeps his job! And I'm not sure he even knows how indiscreet and obvious he's been lately! Well, I like the attention, and I'm more naughty at heart than his libido can imagine! The other day I shocked him by asking him to lunch. He agreed, sort of to my surprise, and off we went. He didn't say much; he hardly ate a bit... Maybe it was because my toes were dancing on his feet and crawling up his thighs... Not satisfied, I invited him over after work for a drink. That's when the full-on seduction began: crossing and uncrossing my legs, dangling my shoes, wrinkling my soles... And when I lifted my foot and placed it delicately on his bulge... I knew he was weak and would give me whatever I wanted. Soon his pants were down and I was gently stroking his cock with my pantyhose soles and toes. I would make him cum... but not yet. I wasn't finished with foreplay! That's PART 2!
 I'm ready for my meeting with Mr. Smith, a wealthy businessman known for both his miserly ways and his intoxicating foot fetish. So don't think for a minute Ms. Flowers will be bullied, manipulated, or pressured! No, I'll be calling the shots today! This is MY deal, and I intend to use all of my prowess and my best assets to negotiate a deal that keeps me on top! Mr. Smith enters with shifty eyes and phony numbers. Guess he thinks I don't notice how entranced he is; he can't keep his eyes off of my feet, now propped up ever-so-seductively on the desk. I've removed my shoes so he has a devilishly clear view of my hose-covered feet. As he watches my toes wiggle, I confront him about the numbers he's given. They just don't add up; and at any rate I think we'll have to discuss these matters further before I agree to anything. Meantime, my feet have created the desired hypnotic effect, and he agrees to return to my office tomorrow to hear my counter-offer. Now I'm in charge. The power play has worked! I've gotten the leverage I need to get the upper hand in this negotiation! Everyone knows that a woman's feet make a man weak, incapable of thinking straight or making sound decisions!
 Sit lustfully at my dirty feet while I ride up and down on this thick cock. You certainly are lucky to have such a view! My soft backside, his throbbing dick, my succulent pussy lips, and (to top it all off) my filthy soles! If you sit quietly and patiently I may just let you see my delicious creampie...
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 Sit lustfully at my dirty feet while I ride up and down on this thick cock. You certainly are lucky to have such a view! My soft backside, his throbbing dick, my succulent pussy lips, and (to top it all off) my filthy soles! If you sit quietly and patiently I may just let you see my delicious creampie...
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 Here's the story: My husband is out of town and one of his friends needs a place to stay overnight, so I let him stay at mine. He arrives late... I'm already dressed for bed, wearing a bathrobe but underneath only a skimpy, sexy thong. But it's late so we both decide it's time to sleep. Hubby's (nice but perverted!) friend decides to wait a few hours and sneak into my bedroom, hoping to get a glimpse of my sexy bare feet/soles and legs and anything else that might be exposed. And it's his lucky day: I'm sleeping provocatively on my side; the sheet is slightly covering me, but it's not covering my feet and my thonged butt is also not covered much at all... The perfect view of my sexy soles and juicy rear, eh? After a few minutes I turn and lay on my stomach... which means the sheet isn't covering me at all anymore. Obviously my admirer stands there just staring, debating whether he should masturbate right there or wait till he goes back in his room.
 Here's the story: My husband is out of town and one of his friends needs a place to stay overnight, so I let him stay at mine. He arrives late... I'm already dressed for bed, wearing a bathrobe but underneath only a skimpy, sexy thong. But it's late so we both decide it's time to sleep. Hubby's (nice but perverted!) friend decides to wait a few hours and sneak into my bedroom, hoping to get a glimpse of my sexy bare feet/soles and legs and anything else that might be exposed. And it's his lucky day: I'm sleeping provocatively on my side; the sheet is slightly covering me, but it's not covering my feet and my thonged butt is also not covered much at all... The perfect view of my sexy soles and juicy rear, eh? After a few minutes I turn and lay on my stomach... which means the sheet isn't covering me at all anymore. Obviously my admirer stands there just staring, debating whether he should masturbate right there or wait till he goes back in his room.
 Here's the story: My husband is out of town and one of his friends needs a place to stay overnight, so I let him stay at mine. He arrives late... I'm already dressed for bed, wearing a bathrobe but underneath only a skimpy, sexy thong. But it's late so we both decide it's time to sleep. Hubby's (nice but perverted!) friend decides to wait a few hours and sneak into my bedroom, hoping to get a glimpse of my sexy bare feet/soles and legs and anything else that might be exposed. And it's his lucky day: I'm sleeping provocatively on my side; the sheet is slightly covering me, but it's not covering my feet and my thonged butt is also not covered much at all... The perfect view of my sexy soles and juicy rear, eh? After a few minutes I turn and lay on my stomach... which means the sheet isn't covering me at all anymore. Obviously my admirer stands there just staring, debating whether he should masturbate right there or wait till he goes back in his room.
 On your knees, foot slave! I'm going to give you a lesson in the correct way to worship a gorgeous woman's feet. You obviously adore my feet but that doesn't necessarily mean you are skilled in the art of foot worship. There are certain steps that every foot slave must follow. And what better person to instruct you than Mistress Annabelle herself!
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 On your knees, foot slave! I'm going to give you a lesson in the correct way to worship a gorgeous woman's feet. You obviously adore my feet but that doesn't necessarily mean you are skilled in the art of foot worship. There are certain steps that every foot slave must follow. And what better person to instruct you than Mistress Annabelle herself!
www.lustforfeet.com
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