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WonderFeetWoman Cinderella Vegas Skyline Foot Smelling Handjob

Title: WonderFeetWoman's Cinderella Moment: A Sin City Skyline Foot Smelling Handjob



As the neon lights of Las Vegas flickered against the darkening sky, a breathtaking vision approached the balcony of her swanky high-rise condo. Dressed in a shimmering, fairy-tale gown that hugged her voluptuous curves, she lifted her delicate foot and peeked over the railing. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, inviting her admirer to join her in this intimate moment.



He approached cautiously, his heart racing with anticipation. She was even more stunning up close, her lips parted in a seductive smile that revealed perfect white teeth. Her scent was intoxicating—a heady mix of perfume and sweat that made him lightheaded with desire.



"Hello, my prince," she purred, extending her hand. He took it gratefully, feeling the soft touch of her skin against his. As he stepped closer, he couldn't help but notice the pair of strappy heels dangling from her fingers. A wicked smile curved her full lips as she slipped them onto her feet, arching her back as they molded to her soles.



"You look beautiful, Cinderella," he whispered, his voice hoarse with lust. She tilted her head, tilting her hips in invitation. "I thought you might like a little thank-you for finding my glass slipper," she teased, running her fingers through his hair and guiding him to kneel before her.



She crossed her legs, revealing the most tantalizing view: the freshly scrubbed, smooth expanse of her thighs, leading to the delicate arch of her foot. His gaze was transfixed as she leaned forward, offering him a whiff of her fragrant foot. "Smell it," she purred. "It's the scent of gratitude."



His nostrils flared, inhaling deeply. The intoxicating mix of soap, sweat, and femininity made his head spin. He couldn't help but imagine how her feet would taste, how they would feel wrapped around his cock. He reached out, his hand trembling as he traced the outline of her high-arched instep.



"You like it?" she asked, her voice husky with desire. He nodded, unable to speak. She slipped her hand between their bodies, guiding his hand to her ankle. His fingers trembled as he traced the delicate bone structure, feeling the soft flesh underneath.



"You know what I want you to do, don't you?" she breathed, her eyes darkening with lust. He nodded again, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She sat back, spreading her legs wide so he could see the inviting sight of her pussy, glistening with anticipation.



He leaned forward, pressing his lips against her foot, savoring the taste of her skin. She moaned, arching her back as he began to stroke his cock, slipping it between her wet folds. She could feel the heat of his desire, the tremble of his fingers against her skin.



"Oh god, yes," she groaned, closing her eyes in bliss. He continued to stroke his cock, feeling the warmth of her pussy around him. She could feel his fingers trembling, sensed his desire bubbling just under the surface.



"Let it out, my love," she whispered, reaching down to guide his hand to her foot. He trembled, unsure of what she meant. "I want you to cum on my foot," she purred, her voice low and sultry.



His cock throbbed, threatening to explode. He lifted her foot to his lips, kissing the soft flesh as he felt his orgasm building. She leaned back, her head thrown back in ecstasy as he shot his hot, salty load over her foot.



"Mmmm," she moaned, licking her lips. "That was delicious." She leaned forward, taking his face in her hands and pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Thank you for a wonderful evening, my prince."



He looked up at her, his eyes shining with love and lust. "Anytime, Cinderella," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.



And so, under the glittering lights of Las Vegas, a fairy-tale romance unfolded between a prince and his Cinderella, bound by the power of desire and the intoxicating scent of her stinky feet.

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