You felt your mouth water as you held Sansa’s feet in your hands. Her feet were small, and her toes were plump. Her arches were smooth, and her feet smelled like chocolate and cheese. It was absolutely divine. You smiled as you inhaled the fumes from her red soles.
“I love your feet, my queen.” You said. Your words were muffled by her feet, but she heard you nonetheless.
“I know you do, that’s why I chose you for this task. I know you are the only person who can truly appreciate a woman’s feet. Now, as you can tell, my feet are very sweaty. I need you to lick it clean.” Sansa said with a smile. Looking at her made your heart flutter. You buried your face in her feet again and desperately began to lap up all of the sweat from them. Your tongue caught the bitter liquids of her feet. It tasted horrible, but you still loved it regardless. You licked up and down Sansa’s beautiful soles with passion and vigor. You drank her vinegar like sweat and loved it. You licked between her toes and swallowed the dirt and grime from between her toes and kissed them.
You did the same to her other foot, kissing and licking her soles, desperately trying to ignore your hardening erection. You swallowed all of her sweat eagerly. You rubbed her wet feet in your face. You were intoxicated.
“Well done.” Sansa complimented as she removed her feet from your grasp. You were disheartened at that, but didn’t show it. As Sansa inspected her feet, you grew more and more enthralled by her. Her legs and thighs and feet were perfect.
Sansa looked back to you.
“It seems like a reward is due for you.” Sana’a said with a smile.
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