A little collared foot whore must remove my heavy spiked leather boots, the sweaty smell hitting the air and his nostrils as I wiggle my freed toes. After being contained in these boots all day, I require my soles to be cleaned, worshiped. This foot whore will make sure every trace of debris and sweat is removed from my wrinkles, using his tongue and lips to do so. With each kiss laid along my arches, he finds himself growing weaker and weaker; unable to resist in his mouth desiring to consume each toe. However If his efforts do not satisfy me, I ram my whole foot down his throat, lacing my...

A little collared foot whore must remove my heavy spiked leather boots, the sweaty smell hitting the air and his nostrils as I wiggle my freed toes. After being contained in these boots all day, I require my soles to be cleaned, worshiped. This foot whore will make sure every trace of debris and sweat is removed from my wrinkles, using his tongue and lips to do so. With each kiss laid along my arches, he finds himself growing weaker and weaker; unable to resist in his mouth desiring to consume each toe. However If his efforts do not satisfy me, I ram my whole foot down his throat, lacing my fingers in his hair and yanking him down towards my heel. He, is merely a toss away rag to clean my feet after all.