I come home from a long walk and my feet are super sweaty. All I really want is for my husband to massage my tired feet. But as usual he is no where to be found. Probably at work but what do I care? I want my foot massage and I want it now!
And since I can't have a foot massage I am going to give a foot massage... to a big black cock. Not only do I use the bottoms of the sandals for the massage, I slide the bbc between my soles and my toes and the sandal. I periodically moan and curse my stupid husband but what's a massage without a happy ending?