When I came out of the cellar after a long evening of dancing in thin leggings, my husband put tight rubber rings around my breasts and I had to lie down on the dining table after several glasses of red wine. The three pairs of pumps that I wore alternately that evening with bare feet are also on the table. By candlelight, my husband offered one of the guests my very sweaty gourmet feet to smell and lick.
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