MY SOLES ARE YOUR ADDICTION

Description: I wish i could press them against your face - feel your tongue trembling in devotion, your breath caught in submission.as you lick, i want to see you vibrate your little cage with the magic wand… desperate.your nipples pulled tight by those cruel clover clamps, straining with every shiver.i watch it all - your effort, your need, your obedience - offered to me like a pathetic gift.all just to please me… just hoping i’ll allow you to stroke.