Yet More Feet For Me To Kiss

A public feetslave's work is never done. Day and night; 365 days a year, I must kiss the public's FEET upon command!

A young black woman has me kiss-respect her SNEAKERS

She, naturally, looks down upon me as I do so

I try to study her SOCKS whilst my lowly lips are making contact with her SNEAKER LEATHER...

...and her SNEAKER LACES!

And very nice SOCKS they are too - white, with neat vertical lines of STITCHING!

What a lowly privilege, what an humbling honour, to be so close to the SHOES and SOCKS of such a fabulous young woman!

I have no desire even to think of her above her SOCKS, so magnificent are those SOCKS!

I would willingly be the FULL-TIME SLAVE of these SOCKS!

But, sadly, I'm just a public FEETKISSER!

Like all my esteemed customers, and their SOCKS, they soon turn their backs on me and walk away!

They don't give a damn about me!

And nor should they, for I'm just a two-a-penny, common street-feetslave, fit only to lick my customers' SHOELACES! 

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