After Party – Stinky Socks And Sweaty Feet

What a superb Partynight with Carmen Fire! We danced around the Club for hours and returned back to the Basement in the bright. The little cur is still waiting there! The entire partynight and the taxi were of course paid by him, because he was permitted to stay in the Dungeon space. Just as we sat down to smoke a cigarette, the slave sniffs at my boots unauthorized! But I have a different plan for this pitiful fucktoy! He will smell our sweaty socks! This idiot overstate it and gets more greedy, so I have to pull him down with my feet. His jizz-shotgun gets crazy on our sweaty, naked feet, so he will get more feet-slaps in his face, hahaha!