"Why else do you think I get a pedicure every week?" Daisy said wryly. "It's the closest thing in acceptable society to getting your feet worshipped."
You were still frozen in disbelief, staring down at her large, beautiful feet in her your lap.
"Well?" She placed her hands behind her head and looked up at the ceiling, raising her right foot up in the air and playfully rubbing her sole against your cheek.
Throwing caution to the wind, you grabbed her right foot and pulled it in front of your face. Slowly, you started to kiss the top of it. You moved up and down it, your lips touching down on every bit of skin. You could hear her moaning and noted with satisfaction her toes were wiggling back and forth.
"You're...you're good at that..." she muttered, closing her eyes.
You continued, making sure no spot on the top of her foot went un-kissed, moving all the way up to her ankle before you were satisfied. Shifting yourself slightly away from her, you took a hold of her ankle in both hands and started eagerly kissing her sole. This really drove her wild. She gripped the couch on either side of her and started to shiver in ecstasy.
Her soles were so soft and fleshy, like a firm marshmallow. This was as good as you had even imagined in your dreams. You could press your face a little bit into her sole and it would give a couple centimeters, as if you were pressing your face into a pile. You left deep, tender kisses on every part of her foot that you could, the mixture of giggles and moans coming from Daisy turning you on and letting you know you were doing a good job.
"D-don't...don't stop..." she groaned, still shivering slightly, body shifting around in response to your kisses.
You gained some confidence and started to french right in the middle of her sole, the loud gasp and sudden jump from Daisy letting you know you were moving in the right direction.
"Ohmigod!" She gasped as your tongue started to make contact with her sole. "Oh...oh..." she started to pant, being driven wild by desire.
Finally, you left a soft kiss on each of her five toes and set her right foot down, watching with a smile as she came down from her high and slowly opened her eyes.
You looked down at her left foot, still untouched by you, waiting for her to prompt you to act.
"Still not enough?" She teased, flexing her left bare foot back and spreading her red-painted toes. "How about we mix it up a little bit?"
"What do you have in mind?" You asked, eagerly awaiting her instructions.
"Well..." Daisy put her right index finger up to her chin... "How about..."
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