I waited for years to get Dakota's feet..and when I heard she was going to be coming to the area, I made sure I was there to offer her a ride to the hotel..right off the plane. I picked her up at the arrival terminal at the airport, and helped her get her luggage in. That's when I looked down and noticed she had on old worn converse..and my head started spinning. I glanced up at her and she grinned...she knew exactly what she was doing. When we got to the room, I immediately started pulling off her shoes... and I could literally see how damp her feet were from walking around in the airport all day. I peeled off her socks, shoved my nose to her soles..and it was perfect. She teases about how gross it is and how much of her feet I can fit in my mouth. She tells me she wants me to try to get both in my mouth at the same time...so I did. I was going crazy and she knew it...and that's when I started to unbuckle my pants. She said that if I could only get off to her feet if I could make her feet not smell anymore. She just watched and laughed as I gag on her wiggling toes and start stroking myself. She wants me to clean every bit of the smell and sweat off her spit, and she was very adamant about it. I am in heaven as she plants her clammy her soles right in my face until I just can't handle it anymore telling me to lick the lint in between her toes..and bust all over myself. She laughs at me, then smells her feet to make sure her feet don't smell anymore. When she realizes I didn't do my job good enough, she storms off to leave me sitting there with my pants down.