Your Wifes Heels Smell Like Me Now

Hey you little perverts… Look at me carefully. These aren’t my shoes. They’re your wife’s. The red stilettos she left at your office last night. And I’ve been wearing them all day. Walking in them, feeling them tight around my feet, sweating inside them… until they completely smell like me. Look at my legs in these fishnets. Look at these shiny red heels on my feet. Don’t they look so much better on me than on her? That bitch doesn’t even deserve to wear them. Her body is boring. Her legs have nothing on mine. And these heels… on me they look perfect. Now they smell like me. My sweet, hot, sweaty scent. And the next time you see them on her feet… you’re going to think about me. You’re going to think about these legs. This ass. These feet wiggling inside your wife’s heels. And you’re going to get rock hard. Instantly. Without being able to say a word.