The German Foot Mutt give my Turkish Feet a Tongue Massage (Long Version) - Princess Fiola - FULL HD wmv
The German Foot Mutt give my Turkish Feet a Tongue Massage
Princess Fiola strutted confidently into her opulent palace, her high heels clicking loudly against the marble floors. She had just returned from a long day at the market, her arms laden with fresh produce and exotic spices. As she made her way through the grand halls, her senses were filled with the intoxicating aroma of her kingdom's finest culinary delights.
Her eyes fell upon a figure kneeling in the shadows, head bowed reverently. It was her loyal mutt, who had been patiently waiting for his mistress's return. A wave of nostalgia washed over her as she remembered how she had rescued him from the streets years ago. He was her only companion, always at her beck and call.
With a commanding voice, she ordered him to remove her shoes. The mutt quickly obeyed, kneeling before her and gently unfastening the buckles of her strappy sandals. As each shoe was removed, Fiola felt a sense of relief wash over her. She had been wearing these heels all day, and her feet were aching for a break.
The mutt, however, had other ideas. He looked up at his mistress with pleading eyes, his tongue hanging out of his mouth in anticipation. "Please, my Princess," he begged, "let me give your feet the massage they deserve."
Fiola's heart skipped a beat at the thought. She knew that in her kingdom, it was forbidden for a woman of her stature to receive any form of pleasure from a man. But here she was, standing before her loyal mutt, contemplating the idea of allowing him to pleasure her.
Slowly, she nodded her head in agreement. The mutt let out a whimper of excitement as he began to kneel down before her, his tongue darting out to touch her toes. His rough tongue against her soft skin sent shivers down her spine. As he worked his way up her feet, he lavished them with kisses and gentle licks, cooing softly in her ear the whole time.
Fiola closed her eyes and let out a long, slow exhale. She never knew that something as simple as a foot massage could feel so good. "Oh yes, my little mutt," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "That feels... incredible."
As the mutt continued to work his magic on her feet, Fiola began to feel a sense of power and control that she had never experienced before. She realized that she was in control of her own pleasure, and that no man could ever take that away from her again.
When the massage was finally over, Fiola opened her eyes and looked down at her loyal mutt. She reached down and stroked his head gently, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "You are truly a gift from the gods, my little mutt," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion.
And with that, Princess Fiola, the Turkish Foot Mutt, and her kingdom's most controversial foot fetish video were forever etched into the annals of Femdomsquad Video Store history.
