daddy foot fuck

Dad had just gone to bed and it was early only around 9 and I was feeling horny as hell. I gave it a half hour before making a move. I had always fantasized about dad's feet and how much I would love to get it on with his feet as I had this huge foot fetish. This was an opportunity and up until now I hadn't had the courage or the opportunity. Mum was overseas and my brothers were out for the evening. Knowing them they wouldn't be home till the early hours of the morning. I went to his room and stood by the door and placed my ear to the door to hear if he was snoring.

He was a loud snorer and a deep sleeper. I switched off the lights in the corridor so not to wake him as I slowly opened the door to his room. I left it ajar enough for me to fit through. I got on my knees and crawled across to the foot of the bed. His man musk and foot odour had filled the room. My cock was getting hard as I inhaled his beautiful man odour and harder still at the prospect of what I was about to do.

I reached the end of the bed and by this time my eyes had adjusted to the darkness. Most often then not dad had his feet sticking out from under the covers. I could see the outline of his sexy manly feet. I had always been turned on by male feet but his were truly sexy. The soles of his feet had hardened some what from years of labour. It was a beautiful sight and I couldn't wait to get my mouth on them.