My human floor knows that when I come back home he has to welcome me lay down. That's his place: on the ground. The substitute of the floor. My human floor is softer and it's fun to trample him. After a long day, now it's time to go to rest. At the first thing I go up on him, on his face and body, crushing him and using him to clean my soles. Then I remove make-up, ignoring him. I take off my boots and I put my odorous socks on his face. He has to smell. At the end I order him to prepare the bed for the night.

PAVIMENTO UMANO

Il mio pavimento umano sa che al mio ... Show more