>>57215734I can imagine it. Lottie got her toe nails done but didnt like the color, so she pulls me from my horny cage and sets me down beneath her computer desk. She states that my task is to clean her toes off so that even the nail polish is sucked off. Id attack her toes with a passionate fervor. Every crevice between the toes, every nook between the nails, my rough tongue will tickle her sensitive little piggies and polish her spackled nails. Eventually the varnish gives in to my lustful saliva. Even her foots dead layer of skin gets scrubbed away with my onslaught. Soon her foots as soft as a babys, and shinier than a bald mans pate. I will never tire of the succulent taste of mistress Lotties toes, and my endurance is only further stoked with her giggling turned laboured breath. My golden thunder showers me with rivulets of fresh moisture to slake my parched throat as her crotch delivers its delicious dew down from their decadent depths. I would survive solely on her bodily fluids and toes if i were allowed. And with her final orgasm, and a fresh wave of warm liquud blasts me out of my stupor, i am given reprieve, and she wipes my drenched forehead shell, kisses it in thanks, and places me back into my horny cage, so that i may reinvigorate my laborious lust.
