In the months following my last impromptu visit with Kit, I had been thinking about them nonstop. Being so busy and living so far away, I had no idea when I'd get my next chance. The experience I had with her feet was just too unreal to not get another chance. I couldn't hold back anymore. I figured fuck it, I'll just fly her here. And that's what I did. When she got to the door, she had on an oversied shirt and long red stockings. She looked like she had on the comfiest outfit and I couldn't wait to get them off. We caught up for a bit, then she laid back and propped her feet up on my lap. I took my time... massaging her feet for a minute while we both settled in. Then I started to peel back her socks and was instantly reminded why I brought her back here. They felt so soft... and I just had to taste them again. Her socks came off, I finally got a look at her painted toes as she flexed them, and I couldn't hold back. I lean over and start sucking and licking her toes to my heart's content... sneaking in a few tickles here and there. After a few minutes, she props her feet up alone to spread her toes and wrinkle up her soles up close for you.