So we drove all the way to Beatrix's really dark house in some shady hillbilly ghetto and was greeted by her hulking boyfriend who did roofing for a living. Luckily for me, he was a cool guy and actually good friends with both of my buds, so everything was kosher. After chilling on his hot mosquito-filled front porch for a while, Beatrix finally finished getting all dressed up and we left for my house to do a feet shoot.
The hulking b/f and my model scout couple all partied on my back porch while Beatrix and I went inside to show off her shapely feet on camera. She loved doing the feet modeling and always wanted to do more shoots. Her feet smelled and tasted soooo good too -- a very sweet and feminine funk from well worn sandals!! Over several months, I became better friends with the hulking b/f and even though he didn't have a foot fetish, he would talk about having her feet in his face while he was smashing. I honestly think he wanted to share her with me to do extra stuff for more money, that I unfortunately didn't have.
