Michael514
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Mine was my Aunt. One time during the holidays she wore green slacks and beige stockings. She laid on the couch talking on the phone and her stockinged feet were on theopposite armrest. She was flexing her toes and wrinkling her soles. I started quickly to go up and lock her ankles and tickle her gorgeous feet. Well as I walked up to her I saw my parents in the other room. They wouldn't of seen me but they would of heard her laughing. My mother at that time knew of my tickling fetish and I didn't want her embarress me in front of my family. :sad: