Lowly Loub Boy

Description: You know your place, don’t you? down on your knees like a lowly loub boy should. don’t you ever forget your place. get your tongue out, i want to see how keen you are to get to work. can you see my red soles, divine aren’t they? do you think you can afford a pair? £600, and obviously now i’ve worn these, the resale would be astronomical. you love seeing my loubs dangle from my dainty feet. i want you to lick the soles and be ready to catch my red bottom heels before they fall to the ground. i want you to lick all over and show me what that mouth can do. awww, i forgot to let you stroke, but i know you did anyway because you’re so turned on, aren’t you my lowly loub boy.