Thirteen years of my melancholy

Author: prretyfoot
Word count: 4866

I plan to ask a girl to train me tomorrow, I don’t know if I will go or not

She said that everything except gold and blood can be played…

In the past, I also found different fee-paying queens for training several times, but I couldn’t enjoy myself every time. The imagination is very good.
The reality is very bone…

In fact, I don’t have high requirements for S’s appearance, as long as she is 165cm tall, has a bigger butt, and is more plump…

But in my small place, even though it is a provincial capital, it is too difficult to find a place with such requirements…

I like to sit on my face and suffocate, step on, beat…

After training a few times, I found that at least my s like to play enemas, insert chrysanthemums, lick feet and so on…

The younger brother is not a foot control person, and he has no desire to lick feet at all…

Some people say that sm starts with a foot fetish, but since I came into contact with sm, I have no desire to lick feet at all. I have no desire for high heels
It’s a bit…but I hope to be stepped on instead of me taking the initiative to lick…

After playing a few times, I found that I am not the kind of m who likes to take the initiative to serve s, there are many m who like to serve s, hope
Hope s directs him to direct his…

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