Slow down and do a good job. There you go. That's my good boy. Keep doing that until I tell you to stop. Understand? I give you permission to sniff if you can keep doing a good job. Okay? Good boy. Now, clean my feet off, I say as I smack his stupid face. Yes, that's it. My feet are so yummy aren't they? Lick, lick, lick, slave. I love the feeling of his warm mouth wrapped around my soles and heels while he slurps and sucks. So relaxing. Such a lucky foot mutt. Many foot slaps to his face and hard hits with my crop. He remembers to tell me how thankful he is. He is most welcome. I like givi... Show more