Should I bend over and say Ahh? π
Should I bend over and say Ahh? π
2024-09-19 07:08:45 +0000 UTC View Post 
                Should I bend over and say Ahh? π
2024-09-19 07:08:45 +0000 UTC View PostGood morning! Have a great Wednesday!
2024-09-18 08:44:27 +0000 UTC View PostSeems my feet would like an evening massage ππ€
2024-09-17 16:51:34 +0000 UTC View PostSpecial treat for a good evening π!
2024-09-17 15:37:26 +0000 UTC View PostShould I wear this cute pair of socks all day today ?
2024-09-17 08:03:57 +0000 UTC View PostCan I take You under my chair?
2024-09-17 07:50:47 +0000 UTC View PostHello! How about nylons today?
2024-09-17 07:45:26 +0000 UTC View Postπ love this kind of heels π
2024-09-12 09:44:39 +0000 UTC View Postβ€οΈ Candid , immaculate and velvety soles ;) β€οΈ
2024-09-09 06:01:15 +0000 UTC View PostThe soles of her feet
 Have a mind of their own
 So used are they
 To running away
 From their home
 He knew one fine day
 No more ground would
 Be left
 For her fair feet
 To run on
 Nary a place be
 Available for her
 Feet to run into
 No more
 Darkness to cover her
 No light that could
 Scorch him, char him
 Keep him from reaching her
 There was no hell
 To defy him
 Not a heaven that could
 Deny him
 
 He waited and waited
 Till they faced her to him
 Those feet that
 Kept running
 Away from their home
 Took one step
 Towards him
 Kept moving forlorn
 Toe to toe
 Stood before him
 Truly wearied and torn
 
 He wept unabatedly
 Accepting their gait
 His face full tear-stricken
 Beholding each pace
 He knelt down before her
 Kissed each, every toe
 Anointing each digit
 With odes of love
 From his whole
 Her toes understood him
 Decorated in love
 They tickled and wiggled
 With each kiss he bestowed
 
 When crying had ceased
 His face, darling
 Dry clean
 He whispered to each foot
 βNo more running
 You are homeβ
 
 Eβer since
 That fine morning
 He kisses each foot
 In the mornings
 With blessings for
 Whereβer they may go
 
 Every evening
 In gratitude, he thanks
 Every one
 For returning to their harbour
 From their wearisome jaunts
 
 Every night time
 He whispers
 βI love you
 Sweet feetβ
 While deep she is sleeping
 Safe and sound in his keep
 Her toes do a wiggle
 Her heels do the click
 The love of his life
 This beautiful lady
 With exquisite feet.. π£
Ok, autumn π itβs time for a socks π§¦.. bbrrr, cold mornings, need to warm my feet πππ·.
2024-09-08 05:58:27 +0000 UTC View PostGood morning, babes! 
 Happy Sunday!
This morning for arches β€οΈβ€οΈ
2024-09-07 05:02:35 +0000 UTC View Post