Michael arrived at his Aunt Zhongyu's house, a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates in hand. He rang the doorbell, and after a moment, his aunt answered.
"Michael, what a surprise!" she exclaimed, taking the gifts from him. "You really didn't have to bring me anything."
"I wanted to," Michael said, following her into the living room. "I don't get to see you very often."
Aunt Zhongyu chuckled and sat down on the couch, her feet resting on the coffee table. Michael couldn't help but steal glances at them, admiring their beauty.
"You always did have a thing for feet," Aunt Zhongyu said, noticing his lingering gaze.
Michael blushed and tried to deny it, but his aunt saw through his lies. "Oh, come on, Michael. There's no need to be shy. I know you're a foot fetishist."
Michael's heart raced as his aunt lifted her foot, wiggling her toes in his direction. "Would you like to give me a foot massage?" she asked, a playful glint in her eye.
Michael hesitated, trying to hide his excitement. "Sure," he said, clearing his throat. "I'd be happy to."
As he began to massage her feet, he couldn't help but feel aroused by the softness of her skin and the delicate curves of her arch. Aunt Zhongyu noticed his growing arousal and playfully insulted him.
"Well, well, well. Look at you, getting excited over a simple foot massage," she said, a smirk on her face. "You are such an easily excitable boy."
Michael tried to laugh it off, but his face was beet red. "I'm not...I mean, I'm not that excited," he stammered.
Aunt Zhongyu chuckled and suggested they take things to the next level. "How about I give you a 'hands-free' experience?" she said, a twinkle in her eye.
Michael was hesitant, but Aunt Zhongyu assured him it was perfectly normal. She began to stroke him with her feet, and Michael was in heaven. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he wasn't complaining.
Aunt Zhongyu then suggested they move to the bedroom for more privacy. Michael followed her, still in disbelief at what was happening.
In the bedroom, Aunt Zhongyu continued to tease Michael with her feet, bringing him to the brink of ecstasy. Michael couldn't hold back any longer and reached his climax. He came all over Aunt Zhongyu's feet, leaving them covered in his essence.
Aunt Zhongyu laughed and playfully insulted Michael for making a mess. Michael blushed and apologized, offering to clean her feet. She agreed and watched as Michael carefully cleaned her feet, still in awe of what had just happened.
As Michael finished cleaning her feet, Aunt Zhongyu thanked him for the "unique experience" and told him to keep it a secret. Michael agreed and left her house, still in shock over what had just happened.
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