My foot slave loves everything that has any connection to my feet. It doesn't matter how sweaty or dirty they are, he still loves to lick and kiss them. My wicked mind came with an idea: I make Myself a pair of insoles out of Lebanese bread and "cook" them in My sneakers for several hours, as I go for a walk in the park. In the meantime, the slave was ordered to come to My studio after work and wait for Me to return from My walk. I bet he is hungry after a long work day.
As expected, My slave was waiting for Me in the studio when I came back. I know he is hungry, but first he must cle... Show more