Come, take my feet and play with them

Miss Lilly: Come, take my feet and play with them.

Once a month, one of my slaves gets to make a wish, a very personal treatment according to his wishes. But who’s surprised? The little loser naturally wants to be under my feet and he’s craving my spit. But he still has to earn my feet by first licking my socks. After that, he may humbly pull my socks off with his mouth and then enjoy my feet intensely. Oh, I see his greed and his humility. He can’t get enough of my feet. Yes, lick every inch, loser! And I spice up his pleasure with my spit, which drives him wild. Today, the loser is a winner after all…