A neighbor with a foot fetish spotted my feet and couldn't resist pleasuring them before penetrating my tight opening

As I was lounging on my deck, I caught a glimpse of my neighbor peeking through the bushes. I was taken aback, but intrigued by his obvious foot fetish. He couldn't resist the allure of my delicate feet and started to pleasure them with fervor. His tongue traced every curve and crevice, igniting a fiery desire within me. Unable to resist his advances, I decided to take things to the next level. I led him inside, where he wasted no time in exploring my other sensual delights. His fingers teased my sensitive nipples, sending shivers down my spine. Then, he took me in, his throbbing member finding its home in my tight, welcoming opening. The rhythm of our lovemaking echoed through the house, a testament to our unbridled passion. This was not just a one-time encounter, but the beginning of a tantalizing tale of forbidden pleasure.