I look at my master's eyes, his arms, his chest, even with his clothes on, his torso looks so sexy, I see in detail how his veined and strong arm holds my leash, his girl who agrees with his role as master, she just looks at me without saying anything while kissing him, almost as if saying "This is what you can never have Patrick" and I know, unfortunately the type of guys I like are guys I can never have, straight guys... clearly they will never be my boyfriends nor someone to go to the movies or walk hand in hand with, but life taught me another way to please them, life taught me that men like them need faggy friends like me at their feet, but with faggy i don't talk about the traditional respectable gay man I mean one like me who enjoy feling less of a man than them, an ever-present accessory that highlights their masculinity, something you can even strut about it, like “look at my expensive watch” oh yeah “look at my faggy slave, mine cooks italian food and yours, do you even have one ? ha! and you call yourself a man?“, this is what I chose and I am happy with it, this skin of a man who chooses to serve another, is the skin with which I feel comfortable.
Matthew takes off his shoes, tugs on my strap and makes me inhale his pleasant aroma of an Italian man, the smell of his masculine feet is so strong and intense, that although he smells of expensive perfumes, it is impossible not to transfer the sweat from his gym sneakers to his sneakers for social use, the aroma is there, always strong, always present and I love it, I also love the fact that his girl doesn't mind this at all, having a boyfriend with a strong feet smell, who also puts his feet in the face of pathetics like me, who makes them wipe their sweat, wash every inch of their strong man feet with my gay tongue.
I've always said that by looking at details on camera you can guess how someone's feet smell, I think looking at Santoro's socks it's a bit obvious his smell.
Using his strength, he positions me on the stool, turns me around and places his heel, still in socks, in my open mouth, using it as a stopper, it's salty, very salty, but I love it, I'm a personal washer for delicious men's socks like him.
Santoro's girl doesn't make noise, it's almost as if she knows that her only role here is to please her boyfriend, that for the first time in her life, the cameras don't want to sexualize her and want her boyfriend, who is like a God Greek who deserves to be adored by all.
Santoro's sweaty socks over my face, the wet fabric soaking all his royal macho sweat onto my delicate sissy face. Santoro takes off his shirt revealing his voluptuous and worked torso. while at the same time he takes off his socks and inserts them using all his toes deep into my mouth, the pressure made by his toes causes the sweat from the wet socks to begin to squeeze inside of my mouth as if it were a squeezed lemon, I swallow all the man juice, all the macho sweat, it is strong and bitter, just like Santoro.
We get a little more comfortable, or at least they do, I'm still on the floor sucking feet like the bitcht I am, but Santoro calls me to lick his torso for a few minutes, and woow... feel his abdomen so strong, his pectorals so tense and powerful and that armpit with a bitter and acid taste from his man sweat, I stay for a while gently nibbling his chest, which seems to be a huge and juicy beef steak, I think I have unlocked a new fetish with Santoro's chest Meanwhile, his girl seeks to remove his pants, leaving him only with calypso-colored boxers.
He starts making out with his girlfriend, I know my place so I return to the ground where a man like me belongs, watching the real man enjoy his vanilla sexuality, while I am happy enjoying his stinky and sweaty macho feet, Santoro somehow knows that many gays his macho essence drives us crazy, so after taking off his underwear he make me to smell it using his foot to press it against my face, I inhale deeply and feel the smell of the sweat of his feet intermingled with the sweet musky smell of his testicles as I watch as his girlfriend starts sucking on his circumcised dick.
We position ourselves in such a way that his girlfriend is in 4 to suck his cock and I have Santoro's soles facing me, almost with his ass in my face, being able to lick his delicious and smelly soles while I observe his perfect, toned, strong and clean ass... it's a panorama that leaves me speechless, I try to breathe hard to inhale his essence, apparently he felt my breath near his ass and he orders me to put my head on the ground, to proceed to step on it while fucking rhythmically the mouth of his girlfriend.
However Santoro decides that he wants to fuck something more than just her throat, so he places his girlfriend on all fours and orders me to continue sucking his feet, I am happy again, I have the image of his sexy gym boy butt moving back and In front of my eyes, this whole scene reminds me of that time I licked the feet of that soccer player from campus while he was fucking my girl bestfriend, the guy didn't even know who I was, he just ignored my presence in the room and he grabbed my friend as if I weren't there, when he noticed my presence in his smelly soccer player feet, he didn't get scared or moved away, he began to press them against my face in my nose and mouth, and spreading his toes so that I could stick my tongue and nose between them, almost accepting that it is natural that his manly scent attracts a sissy to his feet, with Santoro I felt exactly the same way, since he was completely immersed in sex with his girl but still, while penetrating her with his dick, he moved his feet back and forth while he was inside my mouth.
Delicious feet in my mouth, a close-up ass when I thought he couldn't have a better night, Santoro removes his sword from his girlfriend's vagina and starts pouring gallons of scalding hot cum all over my face.
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Producer's Notes: I think this video was a bit different from others in the saga of straight guys with girls while a slave licks his feet, the main difference is that I think this clip lacks a bit of the concept of "pornographic essence" you know, Keeping an eye on the camera and posing in certain ways that are somewhat less natural and more in favor of the final aesthetic of the shot, this clip feels much more natural, almost as if you were watching a couple having sex in their privacy without let them know you're there.
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