...My Doctor's Nikes

[swampfootslave]

Originally Posted by tyler

I was a little confused at first and then time slowed down for me and became very surreal as she pulled off one of her sneakers. I remember her taking the open part of her shoe and holding it over my face to cover both my nose and mouth. I could see her gorgeous intent eyes just over the horizen of her shoe and I remember her using her other hand to hold the back of my head still (while issuing the firm command: "No"), as if she thought my natural instinct would be to pull away from her shoe.

I did not pull my head away one bit and in fact remained still while breathing her amazing, sweet, feminine, sweaty foot odor.

"Please let me smell the other one, doctor."