Imagine that a woman recently contacted me on social media. Her name is Vendy, she is 29 years old and works as a project engineer. I must say she is a really beautiful woman. She is blonde with long hair, a sexy petite figure, and comes across as both confident and cute at the same time.

We started chatting about everyday things, but gradually it began... One evening she wrote to me that she would love to cuddle and wanted me to be there with her. I was very surprised and, I admit, pleased. During our conversation, I mentioned my SFYC project and jokingly asked if she would like to participate. I told her that her feet could become famous. She laughed and replied, "Why not, I'm up for anything." Wow, I was thrilled.

About three days later, she actually came to my studio. I was curious and looking forward not only to seeing her, but especially to seeing her feet. When she arrived, I could see that she was embarrassed, her cheeks were red, but it was endearing.

Then she lay down on my couch. She was wearing bl*ck pumps, which I took off. Her tiny feet, size 5.5, were revealed. They were beautiful, smooth, and slightly fragrant after a whole day, which was exciting. Her toes were painted with bright red nail polish.

I started to gently tickle her, but it turned out she wasn't very ticklish. On the contrary, she liked it so much so that she said she could easily last all night... Then the moment came. I took my c*ck and placed it between her feet. At first, she hesitated, clearly not quite sure what to do with it. But then she smiled and tried to squeeze it between her feet. She began to slowly stroke it. Gently, carefully, with uncertain movements up and down. She stopped for a moment, then tried again, this time with a l*ttle more confidence. I guided her lightly, showing her how she could press with her big toe, how to move from the root to the tip. And she learned quickly. With each stroke, it became smoother, more confident. Soon she was sliding her feet up and down regularly, alternating pressure and slight release, sometimes slowing down, then speeding up again. Seeing her tiny feet with red-painted toes, how she concentrated on the movement, how she tried to be gentle and yet tease me... it c*mpletely fascinated me. She looked at me with a slightly curious look, wondering if she was doing it right. I told her it was perfect, and I could see how encouraged she was. From that moment on, she put more confidence and playfulness into it. She caressed me with her feet up and down, back and forth, and even tried to press lightly. It felt great.

When she then lay down on her stomach and I had a view of her soles, the image was even more intense. Seeing those same toes that had teased me so much a moment ago twisting and moving just to provoke me even more. I tickled her a l*ttle, and you could see that it tickled her a l*ttle. Suddenly it came. I started to deposit my genetic material on her wrinkled soles. Her toes curled as the s*men slowly dripped between them. She started rubbing her feet together. You have to hear that sound. She had perfectly sticky soles.

It was a fascinating experience when, a few days earlier, a c*mpletely unknown blonde wrote to me on the internet.

Enjoy the slow-motion sh*t at the end of the video.

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