Stop barking, You must be hungry.

I have to keep you on the leash because you are a very rude slave.

This is my slave, which is often with me and he loves playing my pet, more precisely my .

Sometimes he is listening, so he gets a rod of bone, my feet.

Because she adores them.

He, like every in my foot, is eager to lick and kiss them.

It captures my naked, tired feet.

He is excited when he can lick them in his tongue, humiliate them with saliva and suck, imagining they are bones.

I keep it on a leash and all control is ...

Stop barking, You must be hungry.

I have to keep you on the leash because you are a very rude slave.

This is my slave, which is often with me and he loves playing my pet, more precisely my .

Sometimes he is listening, so he gets a rod of bone, my feet.

Because she adores them.

He, like every in my foot, is eager to lick and kiss them.

It captures my naked, tired feet.

He is excited when he can lick them in his tongue, humiliate them with saliva and suck, imagining they are bones.

I keep it on a leash and all control is in my hands and feet.

When I'm bored, I'm a little tingling and dressing him

Do you like my dirty feet and fingers that have been removed by high sticks?

That smell excites you.

I know, come on, suck them off, and bewitches them. Do not stop even stop.

This game is always bad for me Or for you, though, xaxa