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A trampling session at a Philadelphia fetish club:
Harder, harder, he pleads, I can take it. They're on the clock here, so whatever the customer wants; they rake painted toenails across his belly, crush their feet against his Adam's apple and tromp the bulge in his jeans. In a sadistic grand finale, they leap up and down in unison as if double dutching. His ribs seem to crack in time to the techno shaking the walls upstairs. But Jones' euphoric smile says it all.
As I've confessed before when my girlfriend introduced me to trampling I was pretty frightened. While I'd never plead for "harder, harder" I do know those euphoric smiles.
Inside a local party where men can go head over heels for, um, feet.
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I have had a massive shoe fetish since i was 6 years old, and till this day nothing turns me on more than a pair of high heel pumps or platforms no less than 5”. I can actually look at a pair of womans shoes and correctly guess the size and height of her shoes.I have gone so far as to buy, and steal womens shoes from stores and closets to fullfill my fetish of fucking the leather out of the inner soul. Thank you for letting me know i am not alone. Please post any shoe fucking stories.
Posted by: shoefucker | May 1, 2006 11:31 PM