You are yet again at my feet, and I hover over you, heels first. My long, tan legs lead to the perfect pair of hot pink platform heels with black piping, and of course they tend to slip a bit after long wear. It feels so amazing to leave a little breathing room for my heels, as my heels dangle in your face, along with my feet...slipping, falling off, and dangling over and over. You yearn to sniff, lick, kiss, and massage my perfectly pedicured feet, but you settle for keeping your hands by your sides and not even jerking. You are in the presence of your Goddess, and you should respectfully ... Show more