Misbehavedxoxo - You doctor wants to try and cure your foot fetish with exposure therapy, wants you to jerk off to her feet.

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Misbehavedxoxo - You doctor wants to try and cure your foot fetish with exposure therapy, wants you to jerk off to her feet.

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Your Foot Fetish Therapy Session Begins

The Wiggling Feet of Your Impulse Doctor

As you enter the office, your eyes are immediately drawn to the imposing figure of your impulse doctor. She towers over you, her feet propped up on the desk, wiggling her toes with a captivating grace. A gentle breeze from the open window tousles her hair, making it fall over her shoulders in a way that draws your gaze back to those feet.

Your doctor smiles warmly, inviting you to take a seat across from her. "So," she begins, her voice low and soothing, "today we're going to try something a little different." She leaned forward, her breasts pressing against the edge of the desk, drawing your attention to the cleavage between them.

"You've mentioned that you have a foot fetish," she continues, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, I believe in exposure therapy. You're going to watch me touch myself, and if you get aroused, you're going to do the same." She smirks, her full lips curving into a teasing smile.

You swallow hard, heart pounding in anticipation. This is it—your chance to indulge your forbidden fantasy, all under the guise of therapy. Your doctor's feet continue to wiggle, each movement drawing your gaze back to them. They're perfect, smooth and elegantly shaped, calling to you like a siren's song.

As you sit there, helplessly drawn to her feet, you feel a stirring in your pants. Your doctor notices the bulge and smirks knowingly. "That's right," she says, her voice low and sultry. "You're aroused. Now, why don't you unzip your pants and take your cock out? Let's see how far you're willing to go for those feet."

Slowly, trembling with excitement, you unzip your pants and free your throbbing cock. Your doctor's eyes glint with approval as she watches you stroke yourself, her own foot beginning to knead the flesh of her thigh. "That's it," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. "Show me how much you want those feet."

And so you do, your strokes growing more frantic as you surrender to the power of your foot fetish. Your doctor's feet dance across the desk, teasing and taunting you, drawing you deeper into their spell. The air crackles with tension and desire, and for a moment, you forget everything but the mesmerizing dance of those perfect feet.

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