My eyes have closed as you let your hands work their magic. I open one, just for a brief moment. What I see is the smile of someone who is enjoying what he is doing.You move to the ball of my foot. You use your thumbs to massage in circles.You move slowly and gently, which is exactly what I expect from you.You seem to be quickening your pace, every so slightly. I think I know why. You want to get to the toes. You do love toes.
You carefully flex each toe, before you massage it. You massage the bottom, the sides, the top, and the tip. You work from the smallest toe, in to the big toe. When you reach the big toe, you make a circle with your thumb and your finger. You slip it over my toe and use it to massage up and down.
By now, my foot feels as light as air. You finish and move to the other foot, repeating every step. I am completely relaxed and it feels as if all the stress from the day has been released through my feet.
Just when I begin to think you have completed your project, you lean over and blow your hot breath on my toes. You move from side to side, letting the warmth stimulate my skin. You do this several times.
I open my eyes again, from their closure due to your excellent skills with lower extremities. I nod and you bend your head to the next task.
You take my littlest toe between your thumb and finger and slowly let your tongue flick over it. Eventually, the strokes become longer and pushed by more pressure. You are licking my toe as if it were a lollipop.
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