I know you worship Me and would kiss the very hallowed ground I walk upon. And of course you worship any object that has been worn by Me, that has been in contact with My divine body and still has My feminine scent. Tonight I am wearing a pair of Wolfords that has an unsightly run down the backside of one leg. Lucky for you, slave, that My pantyhose trash is your sacred worship treasure. Open your mouth and take My nylon clad foot deep down your throat. If you worship Me well, then I just might grant you permission to jerk off tonight. Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you? But first you must s... Show more