This has been the most time I’ve ever taken off camming in as long as I can remember. Who needs the confines of 4 walls and some widows when I have NYC at my disposal?
Jason came through and we somehow managed to turn an otherwise normal evening into a foot party.
Believe it or not I was the only sober one. Doesn’t take much convincing for me to take my shoes off and play dirty. By the way the other chick in the photo, as we like to now call her is Mistress Ursula. She’s got size 6 feet and a true sock fetish. I had to hook a sista up with the life of foot boy exploitation.
You can all thank the whore I call cumdump for these photos. The more I ignore him the more he showers me in gifts. I’ve got loads sitting on my bar stool waiting to be opened. Too much going on to worry myself with gifts. They can wait. Just like the whore does.
Which is exactly why he paid for Mistress T and myself to fly BUSINESS CLASS to GREECE for 2 weeks and island hop. Yep. I said that right. EPIC fucking ADVENTURE. Whore is wanking so hard to this. And as a properly trained bitch always does, whore thanked us both for the pleasure of being used.