realbaresoles
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I shot this in late summer of 2014. I have really slow periods then suddenly I'll get tons of stuff, and that's what was happening this day. Across the lawn I saw the masseuse go up to a girl in a white blouse and black skirt -- he pulls up a chair and sits next to her. He's this guy who goes around asking women if he can give them reflexology, then if they say yes, slowly slipping their bare feet closer and closer to his mouth until he slips their toes in! It's crazy but I've seen him do that shit multiple times!
Anyway he sits next to this slim young little blonde and only then do I notice that her feet are up -- of course, women with their bare feet up are who he usually approaches. I see him running his routine on her (which I know by heart by now) and each time he gets to a different pivot point in his routine she laughs and looks him, very good-natured but definitely not buying it. He's pointing at her soles and she is giggling and veering her feet away from his hand (he's a grabber and she may have sensed that) and I'm chuckling at all this. Eventually she makes it clear, still laughing, that he's not going to be touching her bare feet today, so he gets up and wanders off, looking for his next mark.
But now she's got MY attention -- she's far away so I can't see that well, but it's clear she's definitely got a very nice pair of legs. Wonder what her feet look like? I walk over and check her out and instantly she notices me looking at her. This is an extremely smart and aware woman. I notice that skirt is very short, a very bad thing for me. Skirt? Check. Made me right away? Check. "I certainly won't be shooting her today!", I think. But what a shame -- she looks gorgeous in her smart little business outfit, her blouse partly unbuttoned in the considerable heat, her sleeves still neatly buttoned up though, her tight skirt showing what a slim yet curvy figure she has. She's fantastic.
But then her feet change my mind -- when I get close I see she's got gorgeous little tootsies out of her high heeled, pointy toed, shiny black pumps. Wearing shoes like that has done a job on her pedicure but not on her feet -- still immaculate and as beautiful as the feet of a princess, with killer arches and soft and so gracefully shaped. Shooting video of her could have got me in trouble, because of the skirt, at least if she was a certain kind of fraulein (she's speaking German so I assume that's what she is). But surging testosterone gets the better of common sense, I sit down, hold my breath, and take out the camera. And I see right away she's that magical kind of girl -- an admirable woman who doesn't mind being admired. She looked into the camera and cocked her head a little but she was smiling with curiosity, and I think it very soon dawned on her that I was filming her bare feet. (Of course, she could have been smiling because of the conversation -- this is guesswork on my part.)
So for another fifteen minutes or so she sat there chatting in German, sometimes quite serious but often lively and amused, wriggling her beautiful feet around, curling her toes around the back support bar to grasp it, rubbing her feet gently together ... and looking down at my grateful camera lens! What could have been such a disaster for me turned out to be one of the most fun and sexiest experiences I've ever had doing this. Eventually she brought her knees up so that the beautiful soles of her bare feet were planted on the seat of the chair, and I assumed that was that, so looked around and saw another filming opportunity across the lawn. I packed up and left, but that didn't pan out and I saw that the German girl had put her feet back down. Oh well, I had imposed on her for fifteen minutes as it was so I didn't go back. This cutie is SO fantastic in SO many ways. Love her.
I shot this in late summer of 2014. I have really slow periods then suddenly I'll get tons of stuff, and that's what was happening this day. Across the lawn I saw the masseuse go up to a girl in a white blouse and black skirt -- he pulls up a chair and sits next to her. He's this guy who goes around asking women if he can give them reflexology, then if they say yes, slowly slipping their bare feet closer and closer to his mouth until he slips their toes in! It's crazy but I've seen him do that shit multiple times!
Anyway he sits next to this slim young little blonde and only then do I notice that her feet are up -- of course, women with their bare feet up are who he usually approaches. I see him running his routine on her (which I know by heart by now) and each time he gets to a different pivot point in his routine she laughs and looks him, very good-natured but definitely not buying it. He's pointing at her soles and she is giggling and veering her feet away from his hand (he's a grabber and she may have sensed that) and I'm chuckling at all this. Eventually she makes it clear, still laughing, that he's not going to be touching her bare feet today, so he gets up and wanders off, looking for his next mark.
But now she's got MY attention -- she's far away so I can't see that well, but it's clear she's definitely got a very nice pair of legs. Wonder what her feet look like? I walk over and check her out and instantly she notices me looking at her. This is an extremely smart and aware woman. I notice that skirt is very short, a very bad thing for me. Skirt? Check. Made me right away? Check. "I certainly won't be shooting her today!", I think. But what a shame -- she looks gorgeous in her smart little business outfit, her blouse partly unbuttoned in the considerable heat, her sleeves still neatly buttoned up though, her tight skirt showing what a slim yet curvy figure she has. She's fantastic.
But then her feet change my mind -- when I get close I see she's got gorgeous little tootsies out of her high heeled, pointy toed, shiny black pumps. Wearing shoes like that has done a job on her pedicure but not on her feet -- still immaculate and as beautiful as the feet of a princess, with killer arches and soft and so gracefully shaped. Shooting video of her could have got me in trouble, because of the skirt, at least if she was a certain kind of fraulein (she's speaking German so I assume that's what she is). But surging testosterone gets the better of common sense, I sit down, hold my breath, and take out the camera. And I see right away she's that magical kind of girl -- an admirable woman who doesn't mind being admired. She looked into the camera and cocked her head a little but she was smiling with curiosity, and I think it very soon dawned on her that I was filming her bare feet. (Of course, she could have been smiling because of the conversation -- this is guesswork on my part.)
So for another fifteen minutes or so she sat there chatting in German, sometimes quite serious but often lively and amused, wriggling her beautiful feet around, curling her toes around the back support bar to grasp it, rubbing her feet gently together ... and looking down at my grateful camera lens! What could have been such a disaster for me turned out to be one of the most fun and sexiest experiences I've ever had doing this. Eventually she brought her knees up so that the beautiful soles of her bare feet were planted on the seat of the chair, and I assumed that was that, so looked around and saw another filming opportunity across the lawn. I packed up and left, but that didn't pan out and I saw that the German girl had put her feet back down. Oh well, I had imposed on her for fifteen minutes as it was so I didn't go back. This cutie is SO fantastic in SO many ways. Love her.