Toe

 

her whispered commands, only I can hear,
hitching my dress up, as high as I dare,
plump creamy thighs above stocking tops, bare,
sexy lace and mesh thong, which is so sheer,
disappointing her, only thing I fear,
that others in café might see, really don’t care,
shifting uncomfortably in my chair,
caressing big toe draws ever near,
damp crotch of the thong, it brushes aside,
tormenting the throbbing bud of my aching clit,
then moves down to probe my moistened slit,
each slight touch, taking me closer to brink,
till lusty swell becomes an onrushing tide,
left gasping, with face a bright shade of pink.

7 thoughts on “Toe

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  2. I feel blessed by your writing right now.
    I found delight love and joy in what you just wrote.
    Again,more pictures could have made my imagination  easy for me. I kind visualize all the writing in my head. Am happy right now.
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