Mackenzie is confused, and turmed on at the same time. You see, she got all dolled up and went out the night before, but all the guys commented on her feet and not her hair, or her dress. She calls her friend on the phone (long call, lots of footsie) and tells her about how she would like to have her feet worshiped, but her tiny little slave may not have what it takes to get the job done. Then she notices that he has been watching her and listening in from the small doll house she keeps him in. She hangs up the phone and grabs him... "time to serve me tiny slave". He tries and tries to staisfy...
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Mackenzie is confused, and turmed on at the same time. You see, she got all dolled up and went out the night before, but all the guys commented on her feet and not her hair, or her dress. She calls her friend on the phone (long call, lots of footsie) and tells her about how she would like to have her feet worshiped, but her tiny little slave may not have what it takes to get the job done. Then she notices that he has been watching her and listening in from the small doll house she keeps him in. She hangs up the phone and grabs him... "time to serve me tiny slave". He tries and tries to staisfy...