A London Transsexual Escort 241.

T called to say he had a particular foot-fetish, to be able to worship at the feet of a Transsexual and could I possibly accommodate. ‘Yes I believe I might be able to help, I’m a Transsexual with two feet, do you prefer painted toenails or not,’ ‘Great, eh...painted please Frances, red if you don't mind?’
6ft tall, handsome and I’d guess in his early thirties, he arrived at the door dressed in suit and tie. It was a balmy evening, I offered him in and took his jacket, ‘A soft drink or something a bit stronger’ I asked, ‘I’ll have a gin and tonic please,’ I poured a large one.
He was off to a business dinner, therefore couldn’t stay the whole hour, so after exchanging introductions and pleasantries, I suggested we might retire to the boudoir.
‘Would you like me to leave my stocking on or take them off?’ Some people prefer their foot worshiping and toe sucking with them on; T however, was of the no stocking variety.
I laid on my back with not much to do, but enjoy the pampering sensation as he proceeded to gently stroke, caress, lick and suck my feet and toes. At times it got quite ticklish, so, it was all I could do not to giggle. However, I felt I should at least be doing something, so, took a hold of my cock and gently wanked till I got stiff.
Seeing my erection, T asked if he could suck it, ‘Of course, help yourself, it’s only going to go to waste if you don't,’ ‘And do you think it’d be possible for me to fuck you while I’m sucking your toes?’ ‘We can sure give it a try,’ I replied.
I was keen to give it a go, as I’ve never tried the position before, me on my back being fucked, legs up in the air and feet in someone’s mouth, as each set of toes are sucked in rotation. And I have to say, I quite enjoyed it.
It was all a bit too much for T, as he’d only been fucking me for a minute or two before he shot his load and came and I was able to put my legs back down again.
T, still had his dinner appointment to go to, so I ran a hot shower to help revive him. ‘I’d like to come back again when I don’t have to rush if that’s OK Frances,’ ‘Of course, I look forward to it, bye for now and don’t fall asleep over dinner.’

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