Mr EFS had been taking a nap after a long and exhausting day; he is abruptly awoken out of his dream like state by Miss Fair Trade Feet, who demands he gathers his senses and drops to his knees to worship her feet.

Disorientated, it takes a while for Mr EFS to compute what had been communicated to him, but after Miss Fair Trade Feet has to bark her orders again, Mr EFS quickly falls in line.

Dropping to his knees, Mr EFS, instantly starts to worship the addictively smelly soles of Miss Fair Trade Feet. The aroma encapsulates Mr EFS mind body and soul; he is nothing but a mer...

Mr EFS had been taking a nap after a long and exhausting day; he is abruptly awoken out of his dream like state by Miss Fair Trade Feet, who demands he gathers his senses and drops to his knees to worship her feet.

Disorientated, it takes a while for Mr EFS to compute what had been communicated to him, but after Miss Fair Trade Feet has to bark her orders again, Mr EFS quickly falls in line.

Dropping to his knees, Mr EFS, instantly starts to worship the addictively smelly soles of Miss Fair Trade Feet. The aroma encapsulates Mr EFS mind body and soul; he is nothing but a mere puppet for Miss Fair Trade Feet's amusement.

Evidently aroused, having worshipped such a stunning Goddess, Mr EFS proud, thick, throbbing 8inch BBC stands to attention. This brings Miss Fair Trade Feet much satisfaction and with her latex gloves, she begins to jerk at Mr EFS BBC, spitting on it with horny passion to intensify the moment.

Miss Fair Trade Feet eventually gets Mr EFS to lie on the bed, sniff both her well worn panties and her overpowering gym shoes, whilst she jerks his BBC to explosive climax.