You stand frozen by the door, mesmerized by the way I stand barefoot in black sheer pantyhose near the railing on the balcony, bathed in the summer sun. The skirt is so short that it doesn’t even try to hide the shadow of the lace underneath – but you’re hooked on something else, right? It’s hot outside, and I’m standing on the balcony in black tights, in which my feet and legs are already sweaty simply from standing in the sun. The smell of my nylon feet – thick, spicy, with a hint of sour sweat – fills your consciousness even from a distance. My nylon sole, exposed to you, is covered in dusty patterns: walking barefoot on the balcony has left marks on it, and now \*you\* are going to lick them off. Although, I’m sure you don’t yet suspect that I’ve already decided that in a couple of minutes you’ll be kneeling in front of my feet and licking the sweat and dirt off them. I see your gaze creeping up my nylon legs - to where the tights hug my big hips, where the skirt is lifted up by the wind... Yes, my ass is also sweaty in these tights, but you won't get access to my ass until your tongue has worked hard on my fragrant nylon feet. Or rather, my ass will be for dessert, after my sweaty feet, and you won't have a choice, after my feet, your tongue will worship and lick clean my big sweaty nylon ass. I don't care whether you want it or not. - "Stop looking, get on your knees and kiss! Start from my nylon toes and slowly move up! Right here... between the second and third toes... there is especially a lot of dirt and sweat! ".

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Dust on my soles: your tongue is my wet wipe