Been a while since footboy and I had a little smoke and worship session..

You love kneeling at Step-Daddy’s feet taking bong hits and falling deeper and deeper in love with his feet.

The more we smoke the more relaxed we get. I doze off for a few minutes and when I wake you are still stuck to Daddys feet like glue.

Still licking and sniffing and rubbing. It must have felt too good or I got too high and too relaxed.