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Shoe Fetish

Walking in the mall on a bright Sunday morn,
Looking at shoes because the ones I had were worn.
I finally settled on a pair that I liked,
The sales girl said no, they seem a bit too tight.

I smiled with her and said my dear they do
not feel too bad, She looked at me as though
she thought I was utterly quite mad. I stood
my ground and said to her I know the size I wear,
She stood erect and answered me as though she had no fear.

Walk with me she dared to say there's something you
must see, I shared a smirk and thought out loud I
hope it's your pussy. She turned around and stared
in shock her mouth was open wide, I moved in close
and wished real hard she'd suck my tongue inside.

We moved behind the curtain drawn to get another
pair, Little did I know right then, she was going
to her lair. Once behind where darkness loomed, she
pulled me close to her, I quickly opened up my mouth,
my hand then searched for fur.

Though unbelievable it seems I fucked her pussy
twice, She made me stand and shoot my load the taste
she said was nice. She drank it all then said to me
the shoes are free today, Just come again to buy more
shoes but bring some bills to pay.



By Lancelot

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