Then, my parents had to leave
town to visit my brother at college and since I as
still in school, my neighbor agreed to look after me. She had me on my hands and
knees wiping the floor in places she pointed out with
her boots. Xxx She smiled at me and asked if I
would like to try on a pair. She had me on my hands and
knees wiping the floor in places she pointed out with
her boots. Ever since that day, I couldn’t get the image of her
out of my mind. Eventually she sighed and said I
could touch the boots if I liked. Although we never were nude, and she never actually
touched me, it became a regular event, of me sitting
by her feet and touching, fondling and licking her
boots and other shoes. I probably spent more time looking at her
footwear than the floor because she told me to stop
what
