The compliments on Alli's feet continued to pour in. "The shape of your toes is superb. Are you the lady of your household?" Donovan asked.
"Well, I'm am the only child, but I have my mom," Alli said, her eyes closed as she relaxed. "I get pedicures often enough, and I really do like keeping them looking nice."
"It most certainly shows," Donovan whispered, as he began massaging around the arches. "Are you lonely as an only child?"
"Nah, I have plenty of friends," Alli insisted. "In fact, I have friends here with me. They have really pretty feet too."
"But none could be as pretty as yours," the young man smiled. "If you'd permit me, I'd like show you just how beautiful your feet are to me."
Alli began to blush. "How Donovan?"
Without another word, Donovan began kissing the tops of Alli's tanned feet. Surprised, but not unhappy, Alli watched the man of her dreams place his soft lips across her feet. "Oh Donovan....," she swooned. "But aren't they all sweaty?"
"Fear not my love, your feet are perfect as they are," he told Alli. "Beauty like this should be worship..."
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