Her Feet Must Be as Deep in Your Mouth as Possible Because She Ordered It

Yes, ma'am.

Um, I've been working all day, running errands and shopping and buying food and everything I could possibly do to keep this house, you know, going.

And I could really use, like, you know, a good foot massager. Maybe you just want to sniff them.

Um, I'll start with a massage. I don't know about that sniffing.

Don't like it.

That's right.

Oh.

Mm-hmm. Oh, you know you like that. You're turned on now, aren't you?

No, I'm not. I want to brush my teeth or something.

Brush your teeth?

It's all over my nose.

Yeah, that means you want to bite them. I know you do. Put the sock in your mouth. Come on, open your mouth. Open.

No.

Open.

Open.

Oh, boy.

God, it's so salty. It's like vinegar or something.

What?

Why don't you just go and wash your feet or something?

Why don't you just do a little more rubbing?

Fine.

A little more rubbing. Oh, that's good. You don't mind if I rub them all over you like this, do you?

Mm-hmm.

What's the matter?

If you think so, go ahead. Oh, my God, look at those. They're so...

Oh.

You got a sweaty problem or something?

No, it's hot out.

Oh, my God.

Just like this. You must appreciate the feet.

Oh.

Not every day you see feet like this.

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