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I have a thing for crushing: to destroy things under my feet, to feel the sounds as they break into pieces and to pursue them until they are destroyed. The consistencies also, are so different between them: from squishy fruit to have you lick from my feet to hard pasta.
The first time I did it, my feet slave had brought me a pudding: it was summer and I can still clearly recall the cool, creamy squishiness between my toes, followed by his warm mouth. I was wearing a summer dress, sitting on his sofa, while he was on his knees in front of me, so eage... Show more