Kneel down and worship. Goddess Zephy’s towering boots demand your full devotion, every lick polishing the dirt of her dominance. When she peels them off, the real punishment begins — her hot, sweaty nylon-covered feet smother your face, filling your lungs with the intoxicating scent of a true Goddess. Your place is under her boots and at her feet.
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