I would love for a woman to carelessly overindulge herself in fulfilling my deepest desires, as if she’s pervertedly trying to make me regret ever wanting her to use only her big, meaty bare feet and toes. She would unapologetically get to unleash the full weight of her thick, juicy body, selfishly stripping away my manly ego as I lie beneath the cock and ball trampling table.
Her deliciously calloused soles and toes would aggressively molest my lubed-up, defenseless cock and testicles, trapped on the table. She’d press down with her toes and soles, relishing the grossly empowering sensation of venting all her stress and frustrations out onto me, relentlessly teasing and ing me without a care.
I crave the idea of being d to endure every second of her subjugation, held accountable for all the men who have wronged her. The thought of a long, drawn-out footjob, where she selfishly and unapologetically pushes me past my limits. Her feet would convulsively my testicles and cock, relentlessly bringing me to the edge, using her power and my vulnerability to drive me towards a ful but intensely erotic d ejaculation.