I Threw My Pants To
She Smiled Pulling Off
By The Time She Started
She Tugged It Down Slowly
I About Came It Made
She Pointed To The Bed
| And they rarely did. Watching "slut" kiss her feet, so attentively and conscientiously, reminded Shauna of their very first meeting. He then returned to his Goddess's feet and held one foot up to his mouth.
His adoring lips immediately began kissing it....every inch, slowly, not missing a single part of it. He even spread her toes so he could kiss between them. So, to prove his worship of her, her slut was to smell her feet every time she (or he) removed her shoes.
And it pleased her so much to watch him do it. "Have I sniffed your feet enough, Goddess? It was important that her slut adored her feet whether they'd been just bathed by him or if she'd just run a marathon in old, dirty sneakers. It went to the very core of his worship of her, which should be unconditional if it was to have any real meaning. She smiled contentedly as he pushed his nose into the base of her toes and sniffed deeply time after time. This was an important part of foot worship for Shauna, as she felt that her feet, as did any part of her, deserved to be appreciated no matter their condition.
Ppy Ears As I Came A
He Told Me To Get Up
As He Entered Me His
My Twat Felt So Good
I Grabbed His Floppy
She Got In And Removed
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