The snow was bucketing down outside. I had a roaring log fire going and was having a sip of Champagne. I really fancied having my aching feet massaged. My new House Keeper was working his first full day in the job and came to see if I required anything. He couldn't take his eyes off my stockinged legs. I suggested he may like to massage my feet, he jumped at the chance. I don't remember telling him to get a hard-on though! I massaged his cock with my stockinged feet and allowed him to wank over my leg....
Rated: 5.00