Since this puppy loves feet, I had quite the treat for him. He got to know my small but oh so very pungent size 8.5’s quite well. Every inch, you could say. Oh, and believe me, my socks were pretty dirty and crusty. But he ate them up lovingly. Like a foot pup should.
The blindfold is mine, but the rest of the gear is his.
Teased him a bit with a bone.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to see those feet of his. I wasn’t disappointed. And they were smelly as well.
As a reward, pup got to worship his own kicks while I worked on his feet a bit and got my next gear ready… that’ll be next time…