Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
I lounged against the side of the couch with my sexy feet just off the edge. The naked slave with his hands cuffed behind his back rubbed his aching erection against my nylon calves. “Please, Goddess.” His words were muffled by the hooded mask he wore. I continued to scroll through my phone, ignoring his desperate pleas and drippy cock.
His hips turned to drag his shaft down toward my ankle, and I pointed my toes. Causing a gap between the heel of my stocking-covered foot and the sole of my slutty high heel. The horny toy took advantage immediately. Sliding his wet cock head into the silky opening.
Between My Sole
He grunted from behind his mask as his hips rocked his cock against my foot. I could feel the slime of his excitement coating the bottom of my stocking and squishing against the heel.
“You’ll owe me new shoes,” I said with a bored tone.
“I’ll buy you so many. Any you want, Goddess.” My toes flexed in my shoe, clamping the small space around his cock and squeezing out more precum. He was panting, and he tried to force his cock along my arch. “Please, please.” He pulsed under my foot, and I finally turned to look at my slave. Weak. Pathetic. So close to the edge.
“The blush Jimmy Choo’s I showed you yesterday.” His hips bucked, and his head tilted up toward the ceiling like he was losing the battle with the knowledge that his orgasm would cost him over three thousand dollars.
“They are yours, please. Just let me cum.” I rocked my foot against where he stroked himself between my foot and sole, already pulling up the website so he could order my shoes after his explosion.
Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413
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