Rare Privilege

It is a hot and sunny day, and regular customer Ms Mukta madam has her summer sandals on. I am, therefore, afforded the rare privilege of kiss-respecting her bare TOES and FEET!

It's a hot, summer's day and Ms Mukta madam presents me with the rare privilege of kissing her sandalled foot!

She's not really a 'sandals' kind of girl

But, today at least, gone are her ubiquitous (though fabulous) SNEAKERS and SOCKS...

...and my menial, municipal mouth gets to touch her BARE TOES and FOOTSKIN!

I make sure my lowly lips fully embrace her BIG TOE... 

...out of respect for its TASTE and SMELL!

Ms Mukta's TOES are unperfumed and unvarnished, and therefore smell 'natural'!

Her SANDAL CHAIN tickles my nose as I bury my face in her outstretched FOOT!

I still dare not look at her above the ANKLE (I never do!)

Such a SHAPELY ANKLE, with some SKIN FOLDS

I can barely believe the inestimable privilege that is being so haughtily bestowed upon me...

...To kiss the BARE FEET of regular customer Ms Mukta madam, wife of magnificent master Simon sir!

I am particularly enamoured by the small, brown MOLE on the side of Ms Mukta's LEFT FOOT

I'm pathetic like that!

I continue to kiss Ms Mukta's naturally fragrant, slightly vinegary BARE FEET...

...down amongst the WEEDS...

...until such time as she turns her back on me and walks away in superior silence

A superiority which is fully justified!

I humbly stare at the backs of her departing FEET

When will I next see these BARE TOES again?

Will the heatwave last?

Or will it be back to her SNEAKERS and SOCKS tomorrow?

Either way, I feel blessed...

...blessed to be able to view her BARE, ROUND HEELS!
 

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