This choice: Barbara want's to watch Cheyenne worship Jenifer's feet • Go Back... Surprisingly; Barbara hadn’t moved an inch towards Jenifer’s bare feet that were proudly and openly perched on the kitchen table. Instead, her gaze was focused on Cheyenne who, like Jenifer wondered why Barbara wasn’t face deep in her feet right about now.
“What’s the matter mom?” Cheyenne asked. “I kinda asked Jenifer to agree to this so we could officially welcome you into the club.”
“Ooooh…I don’t know Cheyenne.” Barbara said as she playfully fiddled with Jenifer’s toes. “The truth is, I’m nowhere near the foot fetishist you are. I was hoping you could show me how it’s done.”
“What?” Cheyenne asked.
“I mean, all I did was smell Laura’s socks and that’s it. But you and your friends have done things to one another's feet that I never even dreamed of.” Barbara explained. “This is my first time doing this sorta thing, and I wanted to do it right.”
“Well mom, I can’t blame you for wanting to see a pro in action first.” Cheyenne said slipping back into her confident, prideful persona. “Foot worshiping can be pretty intense the first time around, but it gets easier from then on.”
Barbara got up from the chair to allow Cheyenne seat herself in front of Jenifer’s feet. “So sit back and I’ll show you how it’s done.” Cheyenne said running a finger up Jenifer’s thick sole, making the girl squirm and giggle. However Jenifer couldn’t help but notice Barbara stifling a laugh while her daughter’s back was turned.
Cheyenne started by scrunching the toes of Jenifer’s right foot towards her heel before running her tongue up her heel, across her wrinkled soles and finally up to her toes where she slid them in her mouth. Cheyenne deeply sucked Jenifer’s toes whilst running her tongue between them until she turned her attention towards Jenifer’s lonely-looking, left foot.
She pulled all but Jenifer’s right big toe out of her mouth and slid her left big toe in where she continued to suck both of them like the plump, fleshy lollipops they were; all the while Cheyenne massaged and lightly tickled Jenifer’s soles ensuring that each and every inch of her sexy, size 12 feet were tended to.
Barbara watched in awe as Cheyenne continued to worship Jenifer’s feet and how Jenifer herself almost seemed ready to climax just from Cheyenne putting her mouth all over her feet; even though Cheyenne’s attitude occasionally overshadowed it, she actually was a pro at this, and it was then that Barbara hatched a plan; even though she would be using her daughter’s talents to her advantage at the very least the both of them would be getting something out of it.
“Alright alright; I get the picture.” Barbara said placing her hands on Cheyenne’s shoulders making her withdraw her face from Jenifer’s feet; Jenifer, sweating heavily in the face took the opportunity to take deep, desperate breaths of much-needed air. “I doubted it as first, but you really are a pro at this foot thing. I mean I’ve never seen someone climax over getting their feet played with before.”
“Come to think of it neither have I.” Cheyenne said. “Hey Jenifer are you okay?” Jenifer gave Cheyenne and her mom and awkward thumbs up in response.
“You know, I know a certain someone holed up at home with a sprained ankle who would love to see that trick.” Barbara said. “Someone with size 15 feet and a daughter with size 9 feet who’d make nice additions to the club.”
“Are you sure?” Cheyenne asked.
“Absolutely.” Replied Barbara. “You, I and everyone else will pop in on her and Edie to see how her ankle is doing; and we’ll just play it by ear.” “Come on Cheyenne,” Jenifer said. “If we got your mom to join, there’s no point stopping now.”
“Alright then, let’s pay Ms. Laura a visit.” Cheyenne said.
Much later Cheyenne, her mom and rest of the recruits stood outside Laura’s house, a bouquet of “get well” flowers clutched in Cheyenne’s served to break the inevitable ice between Cheyenne, her mom and Laura. “So; is everyone clear on the plan?” Cheyenne asked; she took the overlapping sounds of approval that they were indeed ready.
Cheyenne rang the doorbell, the door was answered moments later by Laura’s 10-year-old daughter. “Oh, hey Cheyenne.” Edie said happily greeting them. Cheyenne angled her eyes down towards Edie’s socked feet as best as she could whilst still retaining eye contact with Edie herself. Cheyenne always thought Edie had unusually big feet for her age, she easily had a bigger shoe size than most boys her age and even bigger than some of the girls in the club; Amy, Jenifer and Alicia were gonna have a heyday with her.
“Are those flowers for mom?” Edie asked. “Yes they are.” Cheyenne replied handing the flowers to Edie who graciously accepted them. “They’re beautiful.” Edie said. “Thank you.”
“Do we think we can see your mom?” Cheyenne asked. “Sure, just don’t make her get up for anything.” Edie said leading everybody inside.
Laura was seated in a recliner in the living room glumly watching television, her injured left ankle and foot were propped up on the outstretched chair covered in bandages; clearly she’d much rather be outside working up a sweat and keeping her heart rate up.
“Hey Barbara.” Laura said greeting her friend. “Hey Laura; so how’s the ankle?” Barbara replied. “It still hurts, but it should be better enough to run by the end of the week.” Laura explained.
“Hey Edie, why don’t you take us upstairs and show us your room?” Jenifer asked invitingly. “Sure.” Edie replied taking Jenifer by the hand and leading her upstairs, Amy and Alicia followed after them every bit as eager to see the young prodigy’s feet.
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