"Hahahahaha! Oh, wooooow, look at you go!" Delilah says in laughter as her radiant pink lipstick is becoming splattered with the arrival of Mac's irrepressible semen.
Mac groans in an absolute and climactic fashion as he thrusts away his fluid between the talon-like grips of Delilah's feet encased in her pink ballet flats. Each of his thrusts get more and more precise as streams of cum spurt and sputter out from his penis, making his girlfriend tremble in delight.
Curling her pantyhosed covered toes inside the flats, Delilah squeals as another stream hits her left cheek. "Come onnnn, tigerrrrrr" she says in a singsong approach, adding "You gotta have more than that, don'tcha?"
The byproduct is another intense moan from Mac's vocal chords, and Delilah tightens her grip with her feet even more around his deflating cock. "Hehehe... Come on... COME ON!" She instructs. "Keep fucking and show me what ya got! Get it all over me, Mac. Keep thrusting between my sexy flats."
Delilah brings her feet closer to her face as Mac's cock prods between her arches, and she secures her grip on her ankles with her hands. Another stream hits her chin, making cum drip down onto her pink blouse. As it makes its trail, Delilah carries on and says "Don't let up, sweetie. Give my flats a good, proper fucking. Come on... FUCK them, Mac. They've waited for this for 3 years, so give them what they deserve!"
"UUHUGGGH!!!" Mac grunts out as his thrusts begin to decrease in velocity. A single tear trails from his right eye and down his cheek as the sensation percolates through his body. "I didn't say stop, did I?" Delilah asks with a faux-serious tone. The tone switches to a more pleasant frequency as she pleads "I want more. Don't you want to get my face all gooey with your precious milk? Hehe!"
Mac looks at his girlfriend, whose face is partially engulfed with his drooling semen. The sight of her drenched (added with the sweat from their intense workout in humid, late-night weather), is all it takes for Mac's manhood to defibrillate itself to its former, throbbing rhythm.
Delilah's eyes begin to widen as she feels Mac's penis inflate with blood flow, and it almost tickles her soles inside her curled up. thin flats. "Yes!" she whispers. "God, yes! I knew it! Hehe! I knew you had more in ya!" Mac looks on as Del retracts her feet from his cock momentarily. "I'm gonna give you exactly 1 minute to recharge, tiger. And after that, you better go all out on my feet this time."
"You fucking bet I will!" Mac proclaims, looking on as Delilah begins to take off both of her flats. "Awwwww..." Delilah pouts, looking at her flats. "You didn't get any cum on them."
"I mean... it's not my fault that your face demanded more attention. Heh." Mac quips.
"Might have to fix that, then. Haha." Delilah chuckles as she takes a deep whiff of her left flat. The almost-omnipotent odor instantly replaces the oxygen from her nostrils, and she exhales with a sexual groan. "Oh, my God... my feet STINK!"
As the word "stink" forms from her vocal cords, Delilah shoves the flat she was smelling right into Mac's nose. "Take a deep whiff for me, ok?" she sweetly asks. Mac breathes in the stench from her workout, and his cock reacts to the pungency the flat contains inside. Delilah hums along with his deep inhale, and giggles. "There ya go... nice and steady, in... and out."
Mac exhales his newfound atmosphere, and sighs as his lungs welcome the odor. "In..." Del sweetly commands as Mac takes another inhale.
"... and out..."
Followed by another exhale and elated sigh.
"In..."
A much deeper inhale is heard from Mac's nose.
"... Out."
Mac exhales once more, his sigh combining with a desperate moan. Del smiles and leans in to kiss his right cheek, caressing his head with her free hand as his cum on her upper lip lightly marks his cheek. "Does it smell good, sweetheart?" She asks him in a whisper before planting another loving kiss on his cheek. Mac can only nod as his eyes roll back into his head, the high of her reaching its peak.
"Oh, yeah?" She asks again. "Smells good?"
Del kisses his forehead this time, pulling the flat away from his nose, and giggles once more. "Ok... let me try. My turn..." With a glisten in her inviting eyes, Mac watches carefully as Del brings her creased-up flat towards her nose, and takes another huge sniff inside. She groans, and her head falls back against the head of the couch. With just one sniff, she is taken aback at how much of the stench is still in her shoe. Mac watches on as Del suddenly takes the flat to her crotch and rubs it hard against her shorts, shivering as she looks up at the ceiling.
Mac can only watch on as Delilah proceeds to thrust upwards against her flat, nodding on as he begins to speak. "That's it, Del... I know you want your flats as much as I do..."
She turns her head to look back at Mac, and whimpers lustfully. "You did this to me, you fucking asshole." She says with gritted teeth, making Mac laugh. "Hahahaha, whaaaat? What did I do?" He asks her.
Rubbing the flat against her clit through her shorts, she snarls at him and says "You've turned me into a self-foot slut! Look at me, Mac! I'm grinding against my fucking flat right now."
Mac shrugs jokingly, knowing how desperate Delilah is at this moment. "I mean... I only gave you a simple persuasion. Need I remind you, you used to sniff your own shoes before this, anyway. You admitted to me!"
Del's breathing begins to pick up, and she nods, "Y-Yeah... and now you got me trying to fuck my own flat. Any sane person with a clear mind would see just how disgusting this is."
Mac chuckles, "Well, lucky for us, we're not sane people, I guess."
"Fuck... fuck, tiger... I..."
"Hmm? You...?"
"I... I n-need... I need to... c-c-cum..."