After co-worker Quentin's humbling experience in my tickle stocks, He gradually became more and more intrigued by my fetish and the idea of foot worship. One day after a long shift at work I walk in on Quentin chilling with his feet up in the living room and try my luck at seeing if he was open to getting his feet massaged. To my delight, he was, and I swoop over to eagerly begin taking off his sweaty shoes and socks. Quentin sits back and watches with curiosity as I peel his socks off, exposing his very hot size 11.5 bare feet and beginning to massage his soft but masculine soles. Once I l...

After co-worker Quentin's humbling experience in my tickle stocks, He gradually became more and more intrigued by my fetish and the idea of foot worship. One day after a long shift at work I walk in on Quentin chilling with his feet up in the living room and try my luck at seeing if he was open to getting his feet massaged. To my delight, he was, and I swoop over to eagerly begin taking off his sweaty shoes and socks. Quentin sits back and watches with curiosity as I peel his socks off, exposing his very hot size 11.5 bare feet and beginning to massage his soft but masculine soles. Once I lean in and start sucking his toes, Quentin's eyes widen in surprise/pleasure as he comments "that's some massage". Totally loving the experience by this point, Quentin starts to really get into it and throws his head back and puts his hands behind his head in pleasure while his soles and toes are absolutely devoured by Seager! It would seem former foot fetish hater Quentin has been converted!