You come back to life and realize Bianca had turned the other way. For a moment your cousins face goes out of view and all that's visible is the back of her head with her gorgeous flowing hair and a body that could fit perfectly into a victorias secret magazine. Your jaw drops as you instinctively scan her body over from head to toe. Its hard to believe that if she were to turn her head just slightly towards your direction you would be able to recognize the spoiled little brat you were forced to hang out with on occasion. You put that out of your mind and instead decide to just enjoy the smokin hot girl sitting just inches away from you (from her pov).
You survey her body starting with her smooth kissable neck down to her cute perky tits. You look past her sweet, toned, naked stomach and catch yourself drooling as you watch it connect to her tight panties perfectly hugging her ass and tight pussy. Her soft yet athletic legs are the next to catch your attention and you follow them down for what seems miles. You follow them until your eyes reach the cutest ankles you've ever seen and follow those to the bare feet that are closest to you. They're the feet that belong to a young athletic teenager- lightly sunkissed to result in a perfect light caramel tan. They're athletic enough to prove that she runs frequently to stay in shape yet soft enough to prove that they belong to a very cute, feminine teen. Her hot pink nail polish contrasts so nicely with her slightly darker skin that it gives her toes some resemblance to candy.
You'd always appreciated the hot feet of older women in their 30s to late 40s, especially as they dangle from a nice pair of sandals. You had never even given your cousins body, let alone her feet, a second of your thoughts, but now after seeing her exposed body that was obviously now forming an extremely beautiful woman, she now had your undivided attention. You're amazed at how drawn to her feet you are, still unable to believe who you were looking at. She wiggled her toes and you stared in awe as the flawless soft flesh of her soles wrinkled and stretched. Amazing, how the regular subconsious actions of this young girl completely dominated your every thought and deviously lured you closer as if they had put you in an inescapable trance...
Completely oblivious of your disobedient legs drawing you closer, you find yourself unable to take your eyes off the flexing soles of your cousin. Its as if you were on a moving sidewalk and her feet were triumphantly laughing as they knew that they now had victory over your free will, yet in reality Bianca had just been performing a regular stretching motion that she was completely unaware of as she read on her computer.
As you near the beautiful flesh of her feet the smell of them gets stronger. Its a mixed smell between the fruity smelling lotion she must use and the forever lingering smell of her unique feminine odor. It doesn't exactly smell like roses, but its also very far from repulsive. In fact, you find it very pleasant and inviting. The smell of her feet are the result of the dirtier area of a still very beautiful, feminine woman.
As you get closer, your heart begins to beat faster, and you feel an adrenaline rush. It blinds your thoughts and enhances your senses tenfold. The sweet smell of her feet put you in heaven, and her soft soles seem to glow with a new aura. You finally approach her feet. You journey towards the middle of her sole where the wrinkles resulting from her toe flexing are the most tempting. Being so close with nothing to stop you from hugging that beautiful sole sends your body into a temporary state of numbness, and it is broken seconds later with a warm chill that runs through your entire body. The enormous commanding object of your desires is towering right over you just begging to be touched.
You move in closer and softly nuzzle your entire body between her flexing wrinkles. The first second you make contact with her beautiful sole seems to last hours. A wave of extacy runs through you as the intimate flesh accepts your proposition. Bianca flexes her sole and it seems to hug you back, imprinting vivid sensations of the unique smell of her left sole and the warm touch of her flesh into your mind that you will never forget.
Only seconds after making contact with her foot Bianca barely notices a light tickle on the most sensitive part of her foot. As an involuntary reflex, her foot twitches and sends you to the ground a few inches away from her sole.
The next second she repositions herself and shifts her foot on top of you, sealing you under that same part of her perfect sole. Bianca, distracted by the reading she was doing on her computer, notices in the back of her mind that there's something under her sole. Without giving it any attention or thought at all, her mind immediately tells her its an inanimate toy that will keep her foot company as she reads. It could be a piece of food like a broken pretzel or a piece of a pen cap. She doesn't give it much thought, as the instincitve first thought is that something small and insignificant will now give her restless feet something to play with as she keeps her conscious thoughts fixated on her computer.
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