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SCAM Warning!! PLEASE WATCH (And Read!)

After several questions regarding a little Facebook scam that’s happening, I’m a teeny bit annoyed & just wanted to quickly post this as a heads up to prevent anyone else from being lied to and scammed out of their money!

Please share this video on your platform(s) as a means of letting others in our community know, and to bring the efforts of this scammer to a complete halt!

Whomever it is, is using this fake Facebook page to “sell” customs and worn items, only to block you as soon as you’ve purchased them 🤦🏼‍♀️

I also DON'T have Instagram, NOR do I any longer have YouTube! (My videos were to R-rated for YouTube apparently 🤭) For complete transparency, here are all my official fetish/kink pages:

OnlyFans Twitter Deviantart Fetlife Tumblr PornHub Xhamster Xvideos Sheer Clips4Sale

I’m aware that this scammer is likely following this post, so I will add that the majority of the pages listed above, you won't be able to create fakes of, because they require government issued proof of identity! The couple that don't require that are already VERY well established, so go ahead and create a fake profile on any one of ‘em… It will be extremely obvious to everyone which one’s are my official sites! 🤣

Thank you so much for reading & watching guys! 🫶🏻 (And to my creepy little scammer… Nice try 💋)

As a huge summer block party came to an end, I happily stumbled to my car, still parked in the double garage of one of the hosts houses. There was NO way I was driving in my condition! 😬

I decided to get cozy in the back seat and get some sleep, until I could drive home safely in the morning.

At the time, it was still really hot, so I put down the windows to get some air moving through the car, kicked my feet up to rest them through the open window and quickly fell asleep. 😴

I woke up to a gentle and rather pleasant sensation on the sole of my foot. Kisses? 🤔 Wait, what?! Someone was kissing my foot!? 😲

I went to panic, but immediately recognized the guy from the party last night, it was Myles. He was my partner in pretty much all the drinking games we played and we had chatted and laughed quite a bit! Still. What the fuck was he doing kissing my foot?!?

After apologizing and admitting that he couldn’t take his eyes off my feet all last night (Which, come to think of it, I could have sworn I caught him looking at my feet a few times…) He continued to tell me that he saw my feet sticking out the window on his way out and couldn’t possibly ignore the situation! He explained that when you’re a foot guy like him, this was kind of “Once in a Life time” scenario that he couldn't in good conscience pass up!

While I still felt very awkward and caught off guard, I wasn’t mad. To tell the truth, I know I have pretty feet. It’s not the first time someone has liked them. I’ve had a few boyfriends in the past who were obsessed with my feet. Especially my “Soles.” They also loved to suck my toes and lick my feet, which does feel pretty amazing 🤭

I decided it wasn’t a big deal, and that a little foot play for this foot lover was okay. Besides, he’s a nice guy and it’s totally going make his day! Maybe even his whole month!

I gotta admit, he got some pretty cute pictures of my feet as I posed them out the window for him! (And some very sneaky stuff before I even woke up! 🙈)

ps. I later found out what you found out … That while I was still asleep, he discovered that my feet are quite ticklish!

I just want you to imagine for a second that, in some not so distant universe, maybe I'm your step sister…

And knowing full well about your insatiable foot fetish, tease you with my sweaty, soft, pink soles on the regular AND let you record it in the process 😇

xoxo

TGI Mondays!!

Thank you Note! 💖💋:

Best Of Friends (Part 1) A Riddle in the Dark

My roommate Myles is also my best friend!

I know what you boys on here are thinking: Guys and girls CANNOT be “Friends!” But truthfully, you’re only really half right about that, aren’t you? It’s you boys and you’re often eager, over-excited cocks, that have 99% of the trouble when it comes to being “friends” with a woman!

We don’t have nearly as much trouble being friends with you guys, that’s why we pretty much coined and implemented the term “Friend zoned.”

In all fairness, it’s not accurate to say that I’ve completely friend zoned Myles at all times though… We’ve been best of friends for years and years (since we met in high school) and we’ve definitely had at least few sexual adventures and exploits together since then! I mean, he’s not bad to look at, and he does have a pretty huge penis LOL!

It’s a bit selfish and a tiny bit evil of me, but during some of the more terrible break-ups and periods of my life, I’ve definitely used him (and it) as a yummy source of “Stress relief”, while maintaining the stance that we don’t date and stay best friends instead. Why jeopardize such an amazing thing, when we could be “friends with benefits” from time to time and enjoy the best of both worlds right?!

I don’t feel THAT bad about it though. It’s not like he didn’t love every minute of those “breaks” in our otherwise steadily plutonic friendship, especially because it gave him the chance to flex his often “longing for a lick” foot fetish!

Yea, we literally tell each other everything, so I’ve known all about his foot fetish for years! He told me all about it way back in high school! Back then I thought it was pretty funny and took it pretty lightly, I mean, how turned on and hot and bothered can you really get by feet? They’re just feet right?!

I remember when he told me, we were at my house on the couch, and thinking it was a joke or something, I slowly slipped my socks off (pretending to be all “seductive” about it) and propped my feet on his lap! It was in that moment that I realized, not only was he NOT joking about this “foot fetish” thing, but feet really did make him VERY hot and bothered!

Long story short (because dear readers, we have a very large journey to embark on together) I quickly learned not to take his love for feet too lightly, if I was to expect him to respect being friend zoned as my “best friend.” (I wasn’t nearly as kinky and devious back than as I am now, so at that point, I was years away from realizing the gold mine of a foot pet and sex slave I was truly sitting on…)

Much more on that soon!

I learned ALL about the foot fetish thing that day, with my feet on his lap, while getting an amazing foot rub! I not only learned that for him, it was all about the “Soles” of feet, but that the soles of my feet were particularly incredible?! I knew I had “nice” feet, even back then, but wouldn’t have been able to explain why like he did that day!

Apparently soft, pink, creamy, ticklish, slightly wrinkled soles with moderately high arches are a foot fetish guys dream come true? Who woulda known! I also learned that day about his cock for the very first time! I learned that it’s quite large, and particularly fun to suck! What? He got rock hard touching and rubbing my feet, so don’t judge me for enjoying the situation in my own way!

I told him that I felt bad for not taking him seriously, getting him “All rilled up” and that just this once, I could remedy the situation for him after he was done rubbing my feet! He went beat red in the face and his dick like, pounded into the heels of my feet when I said it, but I don’t think he actually believed me until I flipped over and unzipped his jeans!

I had my feet up in the air behind me so that he could look at my soles while I did it, and sucked that big, beautiful penis until he came all over my parents living room couch and had to clean it up!

That’s just a little fun back story about us that you can rub one out to if you wanna, because after that, things really did get tame for quite a long time! I really liked having him as a friend I could count on, and respected the power of my feet around him, often making sure to wear socks to make it easier on him visually.

Eventually, life happened and we both started semi-serious relationships, him then having a steady pair of cute feet to keep him occupied in that department, and me then having a semi-decent dick to enjoy in that department, but we always stayed close like two peas in a pod! I often felt like he was the brother I never had and the best guy friend any girl would be happy to have!

The years went by like they do, but we always kept in touch, always stayed super close, and always worked as each others strongest support system. There for each other in the good times and bad. Through break ups, disappointments, failures and successes, we shared that stuff together like family!!

There were a few casual days in our late university years, when he would come to visit and we fucked like animals for the odd weekend here and there! By then, he had really come to respect that I didn’t want to get into a relationship, and jeopardize the true friendship we had built. Again, I wasn’t so devious yet to realize it, but I already had him well underway in training him for the pet and toy he would later become!

We also attended different universities in different cities, so the distance always made it easier to not cross into that “dating” realm and remain best of friends. We both finished school and once again life happened, taking us further on our separate ways and journey, but like always, no matter the distance, we stayed in touch and close. We would face time, snap each other and text back and fourth multiple times in any given week, so it honestly felt like the support system we had for each other never got changed by any of the miles between us!

By the time he moved to my city, and we decided to be roommates, it had been quite a few years since we had done anything naughty or sexual with each other, and things felt more plutonic than ever. Truthfully, outside of poking fun at his foot fetish, by telling him that I’d have to go back to wearing socks all the time again, I didn’t have much worry or thought towards any sexual issues coming up if we did move in together!

The move happened pretty quick actually. The decision was finalized that he was moving here for the job offer, and my 3 bedroom townhouse was more than big enough to share! We would also be able to make life SO much easier on each other, by splitting rent and bills together, so that being able to save money for trips and stuff would become a legit thing I could do! Plus, he was a roommate I knew inside and out, so besides needing to wear socks all the time again, it was a total win, win!

We were living together for a month when it happened. What happened? Honestly, at the point it happened, I wasn’t sure if anything actually did happen! Everything was going so chill and we were both genuinely happy that we had decided to move in together. Not only was the sexual tensions of the path being totally respected by him, but I even forgot to wear socks a few times when he was around, and outside of him grinning like a goof and telling me that my “Soles were still just as ridiculously perfect as ever.” He remained completely calm and didn’t dive into my feet like he used to.

Okay, in all fairness I used to demand he rub my feet all the time lol! I would tell him “Might as well put how much of a pervert he is to good use!” (Especially after long days when my soles were super soft and sensitive from being barefoot in converse all day! Those rubs and worships felt particularly amazing!!)

Still, despite some of our naughty and questionable “friend” habits of the past, things seemed quite sexually under control, so it caught me completely off guard when I went to bed still in my socks one night and woke up barefoot!

I can’t tell you with complete certainty that I didn’t take them off when I went to bed. I LOVE sleep time, so it’s definitely possible that I was so cozy and sleepy after reading, that I slipped them off and forgot about it, but I swear they were still on my feet when I went to bed…

Maybe if I didn’t have that random and insanely erotic dream about Myles and I last night, that also just so happened to involve my feet, I might be less inclined to think he had something to do with it!

The dream? Kinda a sex whirlwind dream, but I dreamed we had very hot, loud sex, and he licked my soles and sucked my toes while we did! (I was on my back, legs up in the air, soles to the ceiling…)

Seems like a pretty strange coincidence that I had that dream AND my socks were off when I woke up! Like, maybe he took them off while I was sleeping and worshipped my feet, prompted the erotic dream to start? The bottoms of my feet are hot spots for me…

So I lay there that morning, socks mysteriously on the floor at the foot of my bed, turning it over and over in my brain… And I kept coming back to one solution. One obvious, but naughty way to find out for sure if he had anything to do with it. If he was behind this riddle in the dark, and if he was, would I be allowing my soft, sensitive, gorgeous soles to be back on his menu again?