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Your beautiful goddess, Miss Whitney Morgan sits before you. She barely lays a glance upon you, ignoring you as she plays on her phone chatting with of those that are much more important than you. Slowly her toes play with her flip-flops, dangling them off of her long wiggling tootsie toes. Clapping upon her soft pink soles as she dangles them. She does not speak a single word to you, all you can hear is the humming of construction and background noise outdoors. You are mesmerized by her flip flops dangling, dropping, her beautiful bare feet exposed.
Includes: feet, Foot ...
Your beautiful goddess, Miss Whitney Morgan sits before you. She barely lays a glance upon you, ignoring you as she plays on her phone chatting with of those that are much more important than you. Slowly her toes play with her flip-flops, dangling them off of her long wiggling tootsie toes. Clapping upon her soft pink soles as she dangles them. She does not speak a single word to you, all you can hear is the humming of construction and background noise outdoors. You are mesmerized by her flip flops dangling, dropping, her beautiful bare feet exposed.
Includes: feet, Foot ...
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