This is twice now your pretty words have slipped into my mind and made baring my feet for you feel so good that I couldn’t help myself.

It felt even better taking this, even knowing your pretty words made me want to (especially because, if I’m honest). Thank you for a lovely experience, miss Hope

When I came back to read your reply, I read your pretty words again. I didn’t think they were going to get me this time either, but my socks just got so uncomfortable that I couldn’t stand it anymore.

It felt so good to take them off that I made an involuntary noise.

Oh my god, you almost got me. I’ve enjoyed reading several of your posts in rapid succession and this one didn’t quite make me bare my feet but my socks feel uncomfortable now in a way they didn’t before 🫠