Goddess_ZakiraKhan
Short. Filthy. Real. He couldn’t wait—pulled his trousers down at work just to feel my soft soles on his face and my toes in his mouth. I told him to stroke while I kept watch, but we both knew he couldn’t hold back. The risk? Worth it. The ending? Messy. Public play, foot worship, and a bratty goddess in control. This custom is raw, quick, and dangerously addictive.
10.00 GBP