Amazing barefoot Goddess teases you through the glass in the shower. She presses her cute soles to the glass in front of your face. Water runs down her foot, close-ups of her pressed foot to the glass are simply mesmerizing. And her ass in the background looks very attractive. Very wet and exciting photoset with bare feet of the Mistress behind the glass.

My beautiful bare and wet wrinkled foot is pressed against the glass right in front of your face. And my ass in the background looks very attractive. You would like to be on the other side of this glass, but you can only watch. I tease you with my feet and ass and smirk as you drool with your face pressed against the glass and try to lick my foot through the glass. Watch as drops of water flow down my bare foot. It looks so juicy and so delicious that your tongue can't stay calm in your mouth and longs to lick my foot.

You are a junior manager at a hotel, you resolve all sorts of controversial situations with guests and you receive one unusual call: in one of the luxury rooms, a maid found a woman chained by the leg to the wall. You came to sort out the situation, dismissed the maid and entered the room alone. On the couch sat a nice blonde woman in pink pantyhose, a tight white dress and white socks over the tights. The woman's leg was chained to a metal bracket on the wall. The woman stretched her leg with the chain in your direction: "Will you help me free my leg, I think I'm a little stuck. The lock is fastened with a key, but I have no idea where it went." You knelt down in front of the woman's leg to take a closer look at how her leg was chained. And you immediately felt this delicious aroma from her foot. White socks on women's feet are your weakness, and she had obviously been wearing these socks for more than one day, and perhaps more than one week, so when you got closer to them, you immediately felt their incredible aroma. You obviously hung for a bit and stared at her foot in a white sock, so she noticed your hesitation. Woman raised her leg higher, so that her foot was level with your face and was literally a few centimeters from your nose. "Perhaps you want to take a closer look? I don't mind, we are completely alone and in general I am in no hurry, you can carefully study my foot as long as you want." She said that with a sly grin and playfully wiggled her toes right in front of your face. Her foot in a sock was no longer snow-white, but rather worn and dirty. Your desire to bury your nose in it right now was impossible to overcome and you gave in, you fell to your knees, buried your nose in her sock and began to inhale the aroma of her feet. You simply dissolved into space at that moment and only the handcuffs snapped on to your wrists abruptly brought you back to reality. In reality the situation changed dramatically, powerful steel handcuffs were fastened on your wrists which were attached to the very chain to which the woman was chained., but the chain from the woman's leg had disappeared. Now you were chained to the wall in the room with the woman in pink pantyhose and white socks. She clearly enjoying your confusion, says to you: "Well, why have you stopped sniff my dirty sweaty sock? Go on, I like the way you sniffle trying to inhale the entire aroma from my worned sweaty sock. You fell into my trap, I love a little thrill in domination. I rented this room for the whole weekend and made arrangements with the maid so that she wouldn't tell anyone that she saw you here. So that for the next couple of days you are completely in my power." With these words she took off her socks and shoved them into your mouth, you were shocked and didn't even think of resisting. Having sealed your mouth with tape so that you wouldn't spit out her socks and start screaming, she got up from the couch and said, "I'm going to have dinner at a restaurant, sit at the bar for a bit and come back to you. I hope by that time you'll have missed me and my sweatty feet enough and we can have some fun. For now enjoy the taste of your sweaty dirty socks and wait for my return."

Sniff my sweaty socks after I walked in boots

I just came back from a walk outside. I slowly pulled my foot out of my shoe. I have a white socks on my feet over the pantyhose. This delicious sock is already quite soaked with the sweat of my feet and looks pretty worn out. That's because I have been wearing these socks for two weeks without washing them. Just imagine their smell, mmm... You want to smell it closer, bury your nose right in my fragrant sweaty white sock? I know you want it, I see you staring at my feet and already drooling. Oh yes, I'm also love the moment when your face is buried in my foot down there. I feel my superiority over you at that moment, it is so nice. One my word and you turn into my warm soft foot rug. This is your place, on the floor under my feet...

You ran into the first cafe you came across to have coffee. You had already placed your order and were enjoing your cup of coffee when a beautiful Lady at the table next to you took off her shoes and put her feet right on the table. She was wearing tan tights that were slightly torn on her feet. The waiter immediately ran up to her, but contrary to your expectations that he would ask the Lady to take her feet off the table, he sat down at her table and began to gently and thoroughly massage her feet, not missing a single spot. While the waiter was giving the Lady a foot massage, you saw how her toes wiggled with delight and how she leaned back in her chair and enjoyed herself. Noticing how you were staring at her feet, the Lady giggled and playfully asked you if you wanted to join in. She stretched her leg out in your direction and said, “You can wash my foot with your wet, warm tongue. I can see that you really want to.” A little later you found out that this was not an ordinary cafe, but an establishment owned by an avid foot fetishist of women's feet, and they even added foot service for ladies to the menu.

My cute feet in flesh-colored pantyhose at the sunset. Enjoy best view angles of my feet in worned nylons outdoor. I'm sitting on the stone, evening sun caresses my cute soles and toes and a light wind gently licks my feet cuves. More photos you can find in my subscription.

My cute feet in flesh-colored pantyhose at the sunset. Enjoy best view angles of my feet in worned nylons outdoor. I'm sitting on the stone, evening sun caresses my cute soles and toes and a light wind gently licks my feet cuves.

There is a legend that a witch appears in the forest near a neighboring mountain before a thunderstorm and walks along a path along the forest wearing only white socks over tights. Why she appears only before a thunderstorm and walks through the forest in only socks without shoes, no one knows. She walks along the path and if she meets a traveler, she makes him sniff and kiss her dirty white socks. Usually she says: "Get on all fours and follow me like my dog ​​while I walk along this lonely forest path. Every time I stop and show you my dirty sock soles, you must sniff them and lick them as if they were your most delicious treat." If the traveler diligently and obediently kisses and sniffs her dirty socks, then the satisfied witch disappears right before the rain begins, and if the traveler refuses to do this, then he usually comes to his senses only in the morning half-trampled into the ground and with a pair of dirty and wet socks in his mouth.

No time for explain, lick my nylon soles!!!

A mini photoshoot with my beautiful bare feet and toes, taken after filming a video in gray opaque tights, while I was relaxing on the couch. I took off my tights, put my bare feet on the table beside you and teased you a little with my tasty toes. Want more photos from my photoshoots and more angles of my feet? Join my subscription.

Enjoy my cute nylon toes. Hope you like my delicate white toenails, which shine through the sheer white pantyhose. Show me your obedience, kiss every toe and then lie down under my feet. I will slowly put my toes into your mouth. I hope you can open your mouth wide, otherwise it will be hard for you, because I will gag you with both feet at the same time and mercilessly will press my feet in your mouth deeper and deeper. You got into my feet today and I'm in the mood to use your mouth to the fullest today. I may look pretty cute and innocent, but we'll see what you say in a couple of hours, if you still have the strength to open your mouth and move your tongue. But before we start, I need to tie you up, we both don't want you to ruin all the fun at some point because you suddenly decide that you are not ready to withstand my dominance. Until I tie you up, you still have a chance to refuse and leave, otherwise you will go all the way to the end regardless of your desire to do so. So I waiting your decicion for 5, 4 ,3... Well, I knew you would agree, but you thought for three whole seconds, making me wait and showed your distrust of me as your Mistress, for this you will be additionally punished...

The Mistress shows you her nylon feet and sexy legs in white tights. She is wearing a skirt and when you looking at her legs from the floor, you can also see her tasty big nylon ass under her skirt in some photos. Close-up photos of the Mistress's nylon soles and toes, feel the warmth of her gentle nylon feet next to your face.

Well, let's check how you trained your tongue this week. Your last foot licking session wasn't that impressive. I hope your tongue will give my feet pleasure this evening. I advise you to pay special attention to my toes today, especially thoroughly lick between my toes. I also like it when my toes are sucked individually and all at once. Start licking already! My feet have been waiting for a good licking all this week. Every day at work I took off my shoe under the table, closed my eyes and imagined how your wet warn tongue gently touched my wrinkled, slightly sweaty sole and slowly lick from heel to toes. These thoughts and fantasies haunted me all work week, so start worshiping my feet immediately!!!

Do you want to smell my feet? You heard an unexpected question in a small cafe, sitting at the counter and finishing your sandwich and coffee. Almost every day you dropped in for lunch at this cafe and often, having settled down at a table in the corner, you would glance at the woman from the neighboring department who also regularly came here for lunch. You were especially attracted to her legs and feet. She often wore a short skirt and nude tights. Sitting at the table with crossed legs and buried in smartphone, she often liked to take off shoe and slowly dangle it on her toes. You looked at her feet as if enchanted and every time you dreamed of being in the place of this lucky shoe and imagined how incredibly her feet smelled. You were very shy about your desires and were afraid to admit them to others, so you never tried to get to know her. This time she wasn't in the cafe, and you had a lot to do at work today, so you just sat down at the counter by the window and decided to grab a quick bite. But a sudden whisper in your ear left you stunned and shocked. That same woman was standing in front of you, smiling slyly and asking you directly if you wanted to smell her feet. Without waiting for an answer from you, she sat down at the next bar stool and said: "What are you waiting there for? Slide down to the floor! I've noticed for a long time how you stare at my feet. I often deliberately took off my shoe in front of you and saw how you even stopped chewing when I started dangling it on my foot." While she was saying this, you slid down to the floor, still not fully believing that your dream was suddenly starting to come true. You found yourself right under her chair and, raising your head, watched as she took off her shoe and slowly lowered nylon foot right onto your face. Tights slightly tore on the foot and she playfully wiggled nylon toes above your face before grabbed you right by the nose with her toes and said: "Smell my feet! Amell it deeper! I have already imagined more than once how I make you sniff my dirty sweaty feet, but you were too cowardly to come up and at least try to get to know me. I realized that you are just a spineless rag on which I can wipe my dirty feet and leaving it lying on the floor. You are a doormat that obediently lies and waits for its Goddess to pass by, use it and go about her business further. You don't deserve more than my dirty, smelly feet which I wiping on your face.." With these words, she put on her shoes and left the cafe, leaving you sitting on the floor in front of the chair on which she had just rubbed her feet against your face. Your heart was beating wildly, the aroma of her feet was still floating around and their taste was felt on your lips. You often recalled this swift act of foot dominance from a very strange and sexy woman. She no longer appeared in this cafe and a little later you learned that she quit her job. But you sometimes continued to come to this cafe and sit at the same counter, secretly hoping to hear that exciting question in your ear once again: "Do you want to smell my feet?"

Mistress stood on the table above you and tease you with her nylon feet and appetizing booty. Enjoy the sexy view from under Mistress's feet, feel yourself as her doormat. Mistress pulls her tasty nylon foot in your face and looks at you from above, enjoying your humiliation and her dominant position over you. So enjoy her cute nylon soles and toes before she gag them in your mouth.. More photos in my subscription, join me right now!

Mistress in sexy blue pantyhose stretched out her legs right in your face.. Enjoy her cute nylon soles before she gag them in your mouth..

You are a legal age student at a magic academy. A pretty witch is studying with you in your class, but she is a loner and does not make contact with anyone. At the same time, she is the most powerful sorceress in the class, she knows ancient magic, so all the other students are afraid of her. You like this beauty witch, but she has already refused to communicate with you several times and after your next attempt to flirt with her and receiving a harsh refusal, you could not think of anything better to not lose authority in front of your classmates, than to tell obscene untrue rumors about her. Another day, waking up in the morning, you suddenly felt that you had lost contact with your mana, you do not feel any magical power in yourself. It usually recovered 100 percent overnight. You were seriously scared, because in a magic academy without mana you will not be able to continue your studies. You were restless all day, asked all your friends, dug through a bunch of books in the library but still couldn't find an answer to the question of where your magical energy had disappeared. In the evening you receive an anonymous note saying that if you want to find an answer to your question, come to the lounge at midnight. Exactly at the appointed time you come into the lounge. At this time it is already empty, but you notice that same cute witch swinging on a hanging chair in the corner of the room. You are overwhelmed with emotions, run up to her and ask her defiantly: "So it is you who are to blame for my magical helplessness?" The witch looks up at you and asks you in response: "Are you the one spreading these dirty rumors about me? You don't have to answer, I know it's you. And yes, I made you lose your magical power with the help of an ancient magical ritual that I slightly improved. Don't worry, you didn't lose your power completely, but now it will be restored not in the morning, but in a slightly different way." With these words, the witch takes off her shoes and lifts her beautiful long legs in blue tights right up to your face. They smell quite strong and you immediately feel their aroma and notice for yourself that you even like this smell a little. Meanwhile, the witch continues to say: "Now your only way to restore your magical reserves is to sniff and lick my sweaty nylon feet everyday. The more you inhale and the harder you lick, the more magical energy you will restore. I specially walk several days in my oldest and dirtiest shoes, so that my feet would be as smelly as possible, I tried it very hard for you. You can also sniff my worn-out socks, tights or shoes, but they are not as effective than my feet and will restore only a small part of your magical reserves. But I will not give you the opportunity to sniff my feet if you do not completely submit to me. You will become my slave, my errand boy and will fulfill all my desires and orders. For your obedience in the evenings I will allow you to sniff my sweaty feet, acting as a doormat under the table while I do my homework. Every day I will give you my dirty smelly socks so that you can restore your magical energy a little during the day. And if before sniffing you put my dirty socks in your mouth and try to suck them, it will slightly increase their magical reserve. You will return that socks to me cleanly washed, dried and ironed. Well, why are you looking at me, start replenishing your magical reserve already, I am already tired of keeping my feet in this position". And so you became a slave to the feet of this cute witch until the end of your studies at the magic academy. If you like my stories and feet photos/videos, you can support me by joining my subscription or just donate to me. I hope you enjoyed this cute foot worship fantasy.

Well, I think you are ready for my another foot fetish story. Let's imagine, what you decided to go to a party to relax on your day off. The party seems to have gone just fine, because you suddenly realize that you are kneeling in front of a sofa with a sexy blonde in a tight silver dress and shiny tights. Her ass and feet towards you. Your face is right at her feet, from which comes the aroma. Her feet do not stink, it is rather female pheromones mixed with slightly sweaty nylons and the smell of leather insoles from her shoes. You do not remember how you ended up in this position. Moving your hands, you suddenly realize that they are tightly pulled together, apparently by the belt from your trousers. But trousers are not on you now. The owner of beautiful legs and an equally appetizing ass, which is located just above you, begins to show irritation, apparently due to your sudden delay. She asks you in a stern voice why your face has not yet been buried in her soles and your tongue is not busy licking them? "Immediately lower your head and start licking my feet from my toes to my heels and back!" Her voice sounds imperious and you feel like you want to obey her order. You understand that licking the feet of this beautiful Mistress is only first part of the game she plays and in which your satisfaction is not guaranteed. Although the mere opportunity to caress the beautiful feet of this beauty is already a hundred percent satisfaction of your secret desires. You are faced with a dilemma - either try to first figure out why you ended up in this position, in such a place and what is happening here.. Or you can simply surrender and start to worship the long-legged beauty and not think about anything, but simply enjoy the situation...

Wel well well, you are catched now! I think your tongue needs to meet with my nylon feet and booty. But before you bury your face into my booty, you must lick every spec of dust from my nylon soles.