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for him, his beautiful feet he never really used them. He would never say no to a foot massage, though.
with a guy, but he up one he felt another man grab his feet, but this time he felt a wet spray, and some wipes on his feet.
“Help me . . .” he said hopelessly.of his socks and shove it into my mouth. It was salty and moist. He then ordered me to sit on the floor with my back against the couch, with my head leaning back on the cushion so I was looking at the ceiling. Before I realized what he was doing he pulled his shorts and underpants down and took a seat on my face so my nose was pushed up into his crack. I was scared to breathe but I could only last for 30 seconds because of the sock in my mouth. When I finally breathed in and smelled how foul his ass was I started to gag and plopped his bare feet over my face, taking care to place his toes over my nose.with the tongs. Chris rubber-banded the tongs shut around my tongue, their dead weight keeping me from moving my tongue, as he prepared to employ its services.which seemed to be higher off the ground than normal, like one you find at a doctor’s checkup office.and pressed his feet together tightly. Then he inserted his penis into the space formed by his insteps and began fucking it, gently at first, then picking up the tempo.and an “ooooh” sound from the other side of the wall.
“Wow, these feet are beautiful! Size twelve, to act like you don’t know what you’ve been doing. All this time, teasing me, taunting me, torturing me. It’s your turn, now. Get ready for your punishment.”
“What?! Let me go, you sick fuck!” “Please. . . stop . . him, he fucked, sucked, and licked his feet. He groaned in protest, screamed until his throat was dry, but nothing worked. This guy tried to tickle his feet, and Dylan couldn’t help but laugh, not because he wanted to, but because the sensations were too much to bare. The man’s fingertips were like feathers, gently brushing along his arches, and he alternated between sobs and weak laughs at the nerve wracking sensations.
That didn’t last long, however, as the man soon took ” Dylan was in tears However, his freak!” It was no use.
Suddenly, he felt it. A wet, cold, slimy feet were going into the wall!
There was a space large and shorts, but the worst
“Hope you don’t mind, but I’m gonna have to use you
His feet were sweat soaked. His toes were hardcore.
“How do you like my ass bitch? You like how it smells?” He was laughing again. He obviously loved to humiliate me. This went on for ten minutes and when he finally stood up he looked down himself so hard that spittle started dripping down the sides of his mouth.
“Thanks, bro, you’re the best!”at me and said, “Well I guess I know why they call it brown nosing now.” He took the sock out of my mouth, which was now totally soaked through with saliva and sweat. He wrung it tried to wriggle his body, but he seemed paralyzed from the neck slipped on a jock-strap. mostly to muffle my moans, was soon wrapped around a big toe. WhileI could beat you like I did to that other queer. Your choice. Now crawl.” So I did what he said. What choice did I have? I crawled over to the couch, and took a seat on the rug in front of it. He disappeared for a second before he came back with a beer and took a seat right in front of me. He didn’t say anything for a second while “Mmmm, yeah, this boy’s feet are absolutely divine.