When I wear my Chuck Taylor All Star my feet sweat profusely, especially when I trample my human carpet with them. Jumping and stomping on my slave's belly is like working out, but it is funnier. I love watching his skin turning red while he tries his best to bear my blows without crying out loud. I usually trample his hands, his face, his cock and his balls too, the full package, but today I felt merciful, I rewarded him with the stench of my sneakers and with the salty sweaty taste of my perfect feet.

Quando indosso le mie All Star i miei piedi sudano abbondantemente, s...

When I wear my Chuck Taylor All Star my feet sweat profusely, especially when I trample my human carpet with them. Jumping and stomping on my slave's belly is like working out, but it is funnier. I love watching his skin turning red while he tries his best to bear my blows without crying out loud. I usually trample his hands, his face, his cock and his balls too, the full package, but today I felt merciful, I rewarded him with the stench of my sneakers and with the salty sweaty taste of my perfect feet.

Quando indosso le mie All Star i miei piedi sudano abbondantemente, soprattutto quando le indosso per calpestare il mio tappeto umano. Saltare e prendere a calci la pancia del mio schiavo è come allenarsi, ma è più divertente. Adoro guardare la sua pelle diventare rossa mentre lui fa del suo meglio per sopportare i miei colpi senza gridare. Di solito calpesto le sue mani, la sua faccia, il suo cazzo e le sue palle, il pacchetto completo! Ma oggi mi sentivo buona e l'ho ricompensato con la puzza delle mie sneakers e con il gusto sudato e sudato dei miei piedi perfetti.