Goth BBW Amateur Dirty Feet Smelling Handjob while getting Fingered
It was the end of the night after a rowdy show, and I was making my way out when a gal stopped me to tell me she liked the shirt I was wearing. I said thanks of course and told her I was about to cover it up with the new shirt I had just bought. She laughed and said she was just about to do the same with her shoes since they were hurting. I just smiled, but in my head, a light bulb went off. I joked and said I’d be happy to help her with it if she was tired. She stopped for a second and looked over and I think she instantly knew somehow that I wasn’t joking. She said “oh yeah? Even if they’re dirty?” I responded, “ESPECIALLY if they’re dirty…”
She glanced me over and then handed me her phone, “Put your number in here, and after I drop my friends off, I’ll come by your place and let you take these off.”
With the adrenaline still wearing off from the show, I could hardly believe that just had happened. My mind was reeling at this point… not sure if she was going to actually message me. I spent an hour just watching YouTube, hoping she would show up. I was about to give up when I felt the vibration go off. The message just read “address?” and without even verifying if it was her, I just wrote it.
About 20 minutes later I heard a knock on the door. I opened it, and she was still wearing the shoes…and she probably noticed that I slightly buckled when I saw them. “Ok, you better keep that promise and take these off…and enjoy it while you do it....
She glanced me over and then handed me her phone, “Put your number in here, and after I drop my friends off, I’ll come by your place and let you take these off.”
With the adrenaline still wearing off from the show, I could hardly believe that just had happened. My mind was reeling at this point… not sure if she was going to actually message me. I spent an hour just watching YouTube, hoping she would show up. I was about to give up when I felt the vibration go off. The message just read “address?” and without even verifying if it was her, I just wrote it.
About 20 minutes later I heard a knock on the door. I opened it, and she was still wearing the shoes…and she probably noticed that I slightly buckled when I saw them. “Ok, you better keep that promise and take these off…and enjoy it while you do it....
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