( follow up) After kissing his feet in thanks for giving you a ride earlier, you know your teasingly dominant friend still isn’t done having you serve his 🦶🏻. He comes in, slips off his shoes and socks, and lifts one barefoot up at you in anticipation. You haven’t told him openly about your foot fetish, though he probably knows, but you gradually went along with his light demands of kissing his feet. First his shoes innocently and now progressed to his bare feet. You went with it but didn’t expect you’d find a friend who enjoyed having you at his feet. You lean in and kiss his bare foot all over, detecting the faint smell of them. “Now my toes. Get your tongue between them.” You go for his toes, darting your tongue between each one, making sure they get slightly moist. You see him grin in satisfaction as you make another pass on his toes before dragging your tongue from his heel upward. He raises his other bare foot up at you and you push your nose into toes, taking a long whiff. You start licking the other foot, licking his toes, seeing him watch you. You stay there for a few more minutes before your phone rings, prompting him you need to go. You thank him for the ride and when he stands up, you quickly bow down, and kiss the tops of his feet. You’re so lucky you found him as a friend.
