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Mistress Gaia – As If You Didnt Exist
Lying comfortably, I do not care about him, the worm I have reduced to my slave. As if he did not exist. But he must do his duty instead: lick the soles of my feet. Lovingly, gently, humbly. He has to wash them thoroughly, while I don’t dignify him with a glance. Then comes the best part: his already aroused cock ends up between my feet. And without me making any effort (he has to make the effort) he begins the ritual: he rubs it on my feet, tries in every way to make a sort of pincer out of it. I amuse myself by squeezing him and then letting go at the most beautiful moment. Until he spurts a river of cum. It’s over, he’s gone into ecstasy. But now he doesn’t know that that cum on my feet he will lick it all off and swallow it.
