It gives my master-sir's pretty girlfriend a great deal of pleasure to watch me massaging her fat boyfriend's sweaty, bare feet. Oh how I secretly wish it was her pretty, pedicured feet that I was massaging right now!
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| It amuses the pretty mistress to witness me humbly massaging her fat boyfriend's sweaty, bare feet |
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| 'Make sure you get your scrawny fingers deep in between my toes, boy!... |
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| ...I want all of the sweat and stink transferred onto your hands! You hear me, boy?' |
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| 'Yes, master sir. I obey you, master sir. Please don't beat me, sir!' |
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| 'Your feet are my gods, sir!' |
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| The mistress chuckles behind me as I abase myself at my master's feet |
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| Oh to be massaging her pretty, perfumed and pedicured feet! |
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| The feet of a goddess! |
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| But slaves can't be choosers, and right now I must focus all my attention on sweaty male feet! |
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| They are still, after all, the feet of my better - of my esteemed master-sir! |
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| Such a magnificent man! A man with a beautiful girlfriend! |
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| My magnificent master-sir's sweaty, discarded sandals lie resting on the floor. I shall no doubt be required to lick-clean them later! |
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| The pungent, sweaty aroma of my master-sir's bare foot penetrates my kneeling nostrils |
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| Ma master-sir's chipped big toenail! |
