Hmm, what a wonderful, warm, sweaty feeling when my soft, big feet standing on your face, while a latex mask lets you forget the world around it. Only my feet, my smell and my sweat are now important. It’s getting warmer and warmer! The air will be scarce and humid and you will hear me laughing down to you. I laugh, because I love to squeeze my beautiful feet on your face. From the top, I see my red nails flashing through the milky latex. I wiggle cheerfully with my toes and press them closer to your chin. My feet and ankles are becoming moister.

Now and then, I let some air flow i... Show more