Mere nnge pairon par paradarshi oonchi eri ke joote men jhoomna

My bare wrinkled feet hang over you from above and my transparent shoes dangle on them. If you were a smaller size, then you can stick your head into my shoe. Are you want to fit into my high heels? I know you want it. Imagine how my feet sweat in these high heels, they don't let air through at all and what tasty aroma is caressing your nose right now. Why are you frozen and just watching? Stick out your tongue and start licking, right from the heel and along the wrinkles to the toes as far as you can reach... Hee-hee, it tickles...