Footslave, come. Yes ma'am. Kneel. Of course milady. You kneel in front of the sofa and Mercedes promptly puts her soft sexy feet on your face. You're weird, you know that? Most people throw up when they smell my feet, even at a distance. But you seem to love it, it's like a drug to you isn't it? You nod yes, loving her wonderful foot stink. Hmm... Throw in a few kisses while you're down there will you? You start kissing her feet...
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