Mr. Feet Man

Ageplay phone sexOnce again I didn’t have all of the rent money. If I didn’t come up with $300 in three days my girls and I would be evicted. I really wasn’t worried, my girls have made so many friends with money. And I knew the perfect one to call…
Mr. Fisher wasn’t the girls favorite person. He had a strange kink that my girls didn’t really care for. When I told them I would be asking Mr. Fisher for help with our rent they folded their little arms and pouted. But I run my home and what I say goes. I dressed them in their best Sunday dresses and put Shirley Temple curls in their hair. We drove to Mr. Fisher’s huge house and a maid directed us to his beautiful garden backyard. My angels knew to turn up the charm, they ran up to him and hugged his waist. I looked at his feet and saw that they were dirty from walking around the garden, but that was part of his kinky foreplay. He held the girls hands and walked towards the back of the garden to a sitting area. He sat in his favorite lawn chair and put his feet up on an ottoman, my girls knew what to do next. They get down on their knees at his feet and start sucking his dirty toes and licking the soles of his dirty feet, while he strokes his hard dick. My poor girls, but better them than me. When Mr. Feet Man’s ready he calls for Cindy my oldest to ride his old hard cock. My Cindy jumps up happy that her feet duties are over. She slides that tight, little pussy down on his hard dick and rides it like a girl from Texas, bouncing up and down then rotating her hips around. He loves it because he doesn’t last much longer and shoots his load inside my baby girl. My girls kiss him on his cheek and he hands me an envelope full of cash, way over the $300 I needed. I take the girls toy shopping and we head home.

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