EXTRACT FOR
Painted Nails and Puppy Dog Tails
(Giselle Renarde)

It was my first time.  What did I know?

Not much, as it turned out, because I hadn't anticipated Billie running her fingers down my soles.  I didn't know she would press the pads of her hands to the pads of my feet.  I didn't know she'd rub, drawing a measured path down to my heels.

No wonder you always hear good things about a foot rub!  When she pressed her thumbs in circles around the centre of my feet, I thought I would come on the spot.  If I hadn't kept my lips zipped, I would have exploded with a steady stream of explicit ejaculations.  Verbal ejaculations.

Billie cocked her eyebrow, then her head.  Her red lips formed a keen smirk as she lifted my right foot up from her lap. I watched in disbelief as she kissed my big toe.  Extending her soft pink tongue, she set my toe in her mouth and closed her lips around it.