Eat my footdust

My slave Fiffy always tells mij how much he loves my feet. So I thought to myself, why don’t I give this pathetic loser a little treat?
He has to lie down on the floor ter my cellar, while I sine temporeoben angeführtchair above him and let him stare at my volmaakt feet for a few seconds.
But enough staring, I have some dry skin on my feet and what better place to dispose of it, than the mouth oben angeführtslave? Eat my foot dust, loser!

Kategorien: Fußfetisch