feet
I crave being at her feet. I crave kissing them, being close to them, passing them over my face. I crave massaging them and taking care of them. it just feels so good...
I'm extremely lucky each time Miss decides to gift that to me
feet
degradation almost doesn't feel like it when it places one in such a joyful state of mind. enjoying Miss' feet is a gift, it is something even too dignified for where I usually belong. and yet it still places me below her, as I am meant to be.
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