You love My feet. You tell Me all the time, how could I not know? You're always going on about how how they are, how hot they make you, how hard you cum when you're stroking for them. You tell Me how badly you want them in your face, how badly you want to suck My toes and lick My soles... but it's all just words. Sometimes words aren't good enough.

I want you to SHOW Me how much you worship My feet. So I'm making you a little treat: stocking tea. I'll steep My well-worn nylon stockings so that every bit of the flavour from them is in the water. You can stroke while you watch Me mak...

You love My feet. You tell Me all the time, how could I not know? You're always going on about how how they are, how hot they make you, how hard you cum when you're stroking for them. You tell Me how badly you want them in your face, how badly you want to suck My toes and lick My soles... but it's all just words. Sometimes words aren't good enough.

I want you to SHOW Me how much you worship My feet. So I'm making you a little treat: stocking tea. I'll steep My well-worn nylon stockings so that every bit of the flavour from them is in the water. You can stroke while you watch Me make it. Go ahead.

And when I decide it's time for you to drink up, you won't hesitate. If you really love My feet that much, you should be fucking desperate for every drop.