My slave boyfriend spends his days working, but thinking all the time about my perfect feet.As every faithful, that he is, he always gets home first, organize his domestic duties and lay down on the carpet waiting for his Owner and Queen!I get home, confortably sit on the couch and as a gift for his good behavior, I offer him a Meal of the Gods... My feet to be taken off the shoes, smelled with mastery, worshiped and cleaned with the tongue of my private and unique . Many men was to have that privilege, but only one has.My do everything with dedication and whimsy!Because you don't have the ski... Show more