You slumped on your bed processing. You were left vibrating from the new found sensation and were praying she'd come back.
In the meantime you got busy with assignments and prepped for the upcoming workload. Lost in the flow of work, the hours skipped by.
LATER
Still glued to the screen of your laptop, your door is opened.
Startled because it should've been locked, Liz came in with a grin.
"Didn't mean to scare you bub. Who doesn't lock their doors".
Locking eyes, she had a mischievous look to herself. Liz was standing over your bed when she began to comb your hair.
The feeling was nice then she moved her hand to basically palm your face.
"Hmph lot smaller than a basketball". Liz pressed down and mushed your face. You began to grow a woody but tried to cover it up with both hands.
"Whatcha hiding there..." Liz slapped your hand away and gripped your groin causing you to wince, "Oop found some loose basketballs".
Trembling she eventually let go and went to your desk.
Liz kicked up her feet and crossed them at the ankle. You stare in awe at the beauties.
Without a word, you approach them and smush your face into them. Essentially grinding it into her soles.
"Press your face harder! Make it a massage... but with your face" she said laughing afterwards.
With all your might, you tried to appease her. Honestly she seemed like no matter what you did, she was having a good time, but you were proving it your self.
After some time, you expressed your thankfulness as you rubbed your face in her feet.
"Hmm, if you're so thankful... maybe you outta lick them".
This caused you to look up at Liz as she was very curious how you were going to proceed. You begin gearing up to take a lick when she pulls her foot back.
"If you're gonna lick, I want it from heel... to toe" Liz said as she returned her foot closer to your face.
Yes Master.
You began your journey licking up her entire foot.
"Master huh. I like the ring of that. Starting now you will address me as Master or Master Liz".
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