My House And Garden Cunt

I trample and step on my slave cunt, after a beautiful common day, whereby he was always abjected meanly, my puny beef whistle loser was permitted to carry up my purchases, clean the apartment and got some firm kicks at the end! My little sweat socks which I have worn the day are for sale. As so I also have other worn laundry for little sniff victims. Worship my soles, my feet, my toes. You will be my foot slave bitch!