Every night, my feet are the first thing she touches. Kneeling before me, she washes and worships, her tongue exploring every crevice. This is our nightly ritual, a sensual dance of dominance and submission.
Every night, the submissive slave would eagerly await the return of her dominant mistress. As soon as the door opened, she would drop to her knees, ready to perform her nightly ritual. Her mistress was a true goddess, and her feet were the holiest of temples. The slave, a mere pawn in her mistress's game, was tasked with the sacred duty of washing those sacred soles. She would lovingly cleanse each toe, her tongue dancing over the skin, tasting the essence of her mistress. The room was filled with the intoxicating scent of smelly feet, a testament to the mistress's dominance. The slave, lost in the world of foot worship, was but a humble servant, always at her mistress's beck and call. This was a nightly routine of BDSM, a dance of power and submission, a testament to the mistress's dominance and the slave's devotion. And so, the night ended with the worship of feet, a perfect end to a perfect day.
A mature woman dominates her stepson and receives a large amount of semen