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« on: December 30, 2025, 04:51:13 am »
It’s decades since my wife allowed me to see, much less touch, her breasts. I do remember though that they were beautiful. I still leave kisses for them in the cups of her bras.
I am sometimes permitted to massage and even kiss her feet, so long as I am respectful and realise it is for her pleasure and not mine. I have been gently kicked in the face more than once when my attentions have become too ardent and insistent.
I think she likes to see me there, kneeling at the base of her bed, worshipping her. That said, she often ignores me completely, reading and making calls, though she is present enough to change feet when she feels I have been given enough time with one.
It always ends with her dismissing me to go and run her bath. By the time I return her feet are always tucked safely away under the duvet and no one would know they had ever been so wantonly on display.
You really are very lucky Leslie.
Daisy 🌼