Miss Dula - In love with my feet part 2 FOOT GAGGING

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Miss Dula - In love with my feet part 2 FOOT GAGGING

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The Power of My Divine Feet

Giantess Miss Dula's foot lover is back for more in this tantalizing sequel. As he lies before her, his eyes fixated on her perfect toes, he can't help but imagine what's in store for him today. He knows that his mistress is not one to shy away from intense experiences, and he braces himself for what's to come.

A Battle of Wills and Desires

Miss Dula smirks, her gaze boring into him. She knows he can't resist the allure of her feet, and she takes full advantage of it. With a slow, seductive movement, she slides her foot toward his face. He parts his lips eagerly, anticipating the familiar scent and taste of her divine flesh. But this time, things are different.

As he reaches forward to touch her foot, she freezes him in place. "Not so fast," she says, her voice like velvet. "You're going to have to work for this." She grabs a handful of his hair and pulls his head back, pushing his face closer to her foot. "You want to feel my foot in your mouth?" she whispers menacingly, her breath hot against his skin. "Then you'll have to earn it."

The Art of Foot Worship

With a devious smile, Miss Dula leans back and crosses her legs, dangling her foot tantalizingly close to his face. "Show me," she commands, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Show me how much you truly worship my divine feet." He hesitates, unsure of what she wants from him. She laughs softly, the sound vibrating through the room. "Oh, come now," she teases, "you know exactly what to do. Don't make me have to tell you twice."

Reluctantly, he begins to kiss and suckle on her foot, his tongue darting out to taste every inch of her skin. He moans softly around her foot, his body responding to the sensations that only her feet can evoke. Miss Dula watches him, a predatory glint in her eye. As he becomes more and more lost in his devotion to her feet, she moves her other leg closer, teasing him with the promise of more divine pleasures to come.

Testing His Limits

Slowly, she begins to push her foot deeper into his mouth, relishing in the way he struggles to take it all in. She can feel his teeth brushing against her toes, and she smiles wickedly. "That's it," she whispers, her voice low and seductive. "You're doing so well." She pushes harder, feeling the gag reflex in his throat as he tries to accommodate her foot. His eyes water, and he gasps for air, but he doesn't break his focus on her foot.

Miss Dula watches him with a mix of awe and amusement. He's stronger than she thought he'd be, but she knows she can push him further. With a sudden burst of strength, she pushes her foot down his throat, feeling his gag reflex engage fully. He chokes and coughs, struggling to breathe, but he doesn't move away from her feet. "That's it," she whispers, her voice almost a purr. "You're doing so well."

Redemption Through Foot Worship

As he continues to struggle to breathe, Miss Dula's foot begins to move rhythmically against his face. She can feel the warmth of his breath on her skin, and it only excites her more. She knows that he's close to the edge, but she's not ready to let him cum yet. She continues to tease him, pushing and pulling his head with her foot, making him work for every drop of pleasure he receives.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Miss Dula relents. With a soft moan, she removes her foot from his mouth and lets him come, watching as he trembles with the force of his release. As he catches his breath, she leans down and presses a soft kiss to his forehead. "Well done," she says, her voice a mix of approval and amusement. "You may rise, my foot soldier." And with that, he stands, dazed and satisfied, his entire world revolving around the divine pleasure of Miss Dula's feet.

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