Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
I pride myself in never having stinky feet, but Tommy really likes it when my feet are smelly. Unfortunately for him, I always keep them easy, breezy in open-toed shoes. It’s like showing a man everything he could ever want and then denying him the prize. This morning he told me he planned us a Sunday Funday. He said he had everything planned; I didn’t have to do a thing! He’d make all the choices, and I would just have to enjoy myself.
It sounded like a dream! I didn’t even question it when he said he planned an outfit for the day so I’d be comfortable. He’d bought me a new pair of sneakers and some really sexy shorts to wear with a new tee he’d picked out. Unfortunately, he’d forgotten socks, so I had to slide my poor toes into those brand new, tight, confining sneaks. Not too big of a deal, I was ready for a Funday!