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Don’t you just love this color?! 😍😜

Stroke Loser - Ugh, you’re seriously that pathetic? Out of e..

Stroke Loser - Ugh, you’re seriously that pathetic? Out of everything in the world… it’s this that gets you off? My middle finger? Wow. You really are a hopeless little loser. But honestly? That just makes this more fun for me.

I sit back and laugh at how desperate you are, giving you exactly what you want—but in the cruelest way. Just my middle finger… pointed right at you. The ultimate “fuck you” gesture, and here you are, stroking your sad loser dick to it like it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. Pathetic doesn’t even begin to cover it.

I tease you with it, flip you off from every angle, and tell you exactly what it says about you—that THIS is your biggest turn-on. You’re not a man. You’re a joke. Just a weak, addicted little stroke toy who gets humiliated by the same finger that tells him he’s worthless.

Weak For My Oily Feet - You’ve always had a thing for my fee..

Weak For My Oily Feet - You’ve always had a thing for my feet… and I love that about you. I know just how much they turn you on—and today, I wanted to make it even harder for you to resist. I slowly pour oil all over them, watching it run down my soles, between my toes, and across every curve. They’re so slick, shiny, and smooth now… glistening just for you.

I gently tease you, letting my toes flex and curl, rubbing them together as the oil makes them even more addictive. I talk to you about how hot it is knowing my feet have this effect on you—that something as simple as watching me oil them up can drive you wild. It’s okay to let go and enjoy it… I want you to.

As I play with my feet, I build you up, slowly and sweetly, until you can’t hold it anymore. And when I start the countdown, you’ll know it’s time to let all that tension go—right when I say. Just you, me, and my oily, irresistible feet.

That arch tho 🤤

That arch tho 🤤

Handjob Therapy - Welcome to Handjob Therapy, where I take a..

Handjob Therapy - Welcome to Handjob Therapy, where I take a very different approach to helping my clients relax. You showed up stressed, overwhelmed, clearly needing something more than just talking—and lucky for you, I don’t exactly follow the textbook. I lean in close, my voice soft and sweet as I slowly convince you to pull your pants down right here in my office. You’re hesitant at first, but I know exactly how to get inside your head, making it feel so easy to obey. Before you know it, I’m on my knees in front of you, my hand wrapping around your cock like I’ve been waiting for this moment all day.

I make it feel clinical at first, like I’m doing you a favor, helping you work through your tension—but the way I look up at you says otherwise. Slow, steady strokes… teasing you with every curl of my fingers… whispering exactly why this is exactly what you needed. Therapy’s supposed to help you relax, right? And I’m very, very good at my job.

Bratty Cheerleader Demands A Foot Rub - Ugh, finally—I’m don..

Bratty Cheerleader Demands A Foot Rub - Ugh, finally—I’m done cheering and my feet are aching! And guess what? That’s your problem now. I pop down right in front of you in my cute little cheer outfit, legs crossed, nylon-covered soles right in your face, and I don’t ask—I demand a foot rub. And it better be a good one, or I’m gonna whine and complain until you get it right.

I wiggle my toes, stretch my arches, showing off just how soft and sweaty my nylons are after practice, teasing you while acting like I don’t even notice how obsessed you are. Typical. You’re lucky I even let you touch me. Now hurry up and rub, loser—I don’t have all day, and I expect perfection.

Wrinkly Soles & Oil - You’ve been dreaming about this, haven..

Wrinkly Soles & Oil - You’ve been dreaming about this, haven’t you? Me and Maleka, side by side, showing off our perfect feet just for you. The first half of this clip is all about the details—wrinkly soles flexing, scrunching, stretching—all dry, all raw, every little crease and fold on full display while we tease you about how badly you want to touch. And just when you think you can’t take it anymore, we bring out the oil. Watching it drip and glide over every wrinkle, glistening, slippery perfection… Our soles look even softer, shinier, messier. By the end of it, you’ll be obsessed with every slick little wrinkle. We know exactly what you need—and we love making you crave it.

Don’t you love when they’re dripping in honey? 🍯

Don’t you love when they’re dripping in honey? 🍯

Foot Scent Worship - You know how obsessed I am with the way..

Foot Scent Worship - You know how obsessed I am with the way my feet smell after a long day… and in this clip, I’m not holding back. I stretch out, toes wiggling, flexing my soft soles right in front of you, and bury my face in them—taking slow, deep breaths like I can’t get enough. And the truth is… I can’t get enough. The warmth, the softness, that rich, personal scent—mmm, it drives me wild.

I know you’re watching, wishing you could be here, inhaling every bit of it right alongside me. Watching me enjoy my own foot scent, moaning softly, teasing you with every sniff… it’s intimate, flirty, and just a little filthy in the best way. Don’t you wish you were the one with your face pressed into my soles right now? Go ahead… imagine it. This moment is just for us.

Office Foot Bitch - You really thought you were about to get..

Office Foot Bitch - You really thought you were about to get that promotion, didn’t you? After all your hard work, all those late nights—you were so sure this was your moment. But then your boss, Maleka, calls you in… and lets you down hard. Sorry, babe—someone else got the job. And that’s when I walk in, strutting in my heels, smirking like I already own the place. Guess who’s the new boss around here? Me.

You should’ve heard the way we laughed about you in the breakroom. The rumors have been going around for weeks about your little foot fetish—and now? We get to use that against you. Maleka and I team up, getting bratty, teasing you, rubbing it in your face that you’ll never be anything more than our office foot bitch. While I show off my soft soles and Maleka dangles her heels, we humiliate you, taunt you, and make you do exactly what you were always meant for: worshipping our feet while we run the office. Pathetic, isn’t it? But deep down… you love every second of it.

Reverse Footjob - You’ve never seen me like this before, hav..

Reverse Footjob - You’ve never seen me like this before, have you? Straddling you in reverse… giving you the perfect view of my curves while I wrap my soft, pretty feet around your cock. It’s slow, sensual, intimate—just you, me, and the way my soles glide up and down your length like they were made for this. Every movement is deliberate… teasing… letting you soak in the sight of my body while I completely take over your pleasure with just my feet.

I want you to imagine how good it feels—the way my arches flex just right, the soft pads of my toes curling around your tip as I work you closer and closer to the edge. And from this angle? You’re getting the best view in the house. Just relax for me. Let it build. Let yourself get lost in it. I want you to enjoy every second of this… and when you finally let go, it’s going to feel so good. Just for me.

Who’s making me part of their plans this weekend? 😜

Who’s making me part of their plans this weekend? 😜

Step-Mommy’s Dirty Feet - Caught you, didn’t I? Thought you ..

Step-Mommy’s Dirty Feet - Caught you, didn’t I? Thought you could sneak around and spy on me without getting noticed? Pathetic. Since you’re already down there at my feet, you might as well make yourself useful. Look at these soles — filthy, used, perfectly beneath you. And now? You’re going to worship them like the desperate little loser you are.

It’s honestly embarrassing how eager you are for my dirty feet. I’ve been walking around all day, picking up dirt and filth — and now you get the privilege of cleaning them for me. Tongue out. Face down. You’ll never be good enough for anything more… but this? This suits you. Serving. Cleaning. Being beneath me where you belong.

Go on — show me how much you love it.

Barefoot Tied Up And Tickled - I’m completely at her mercy… ..

Barefoot Tied Up And Tickled - I’m completely at her mercy… barefoot, ankles tied up, nowhere to go. Maleka’s got me exactly where she wants me, and she’s relentless. Her nails, her fingers — teasing, scratching, tickling my helpless, bare feet while I squirm and struggle. But there’s no escape. No mercy. Just nonstop torment while she laughs at how helpless I am.

The more I wiggle, the worse she gets — digging into my soles, playing with my toes, making sure I’m giggling, whining, begging for a break that’s never coming. I’m totally vulnerable, completely hers, bound and barefoot with nothing left but to take it.

Can you handle watching me suffer like this? Or are you already obsessed with the sight of my tied-up, ticklish feet? Either way — enjoy the show.

Load After Load After Load - It’s almost laughable how pathe..

Load After Load After Load - It’s almost laughable how pathetic you are. You’ll never be a real man — not when you’re down on your knees in front of me, being used exactly how you deserve. And today? I’ve got something special for you. Not just one… not two… but three full loads from real men. Three heavy, dripping condoms — filled by alphas — the kind of men you’ll never be. And now? You get the honor of cleaning up after them.

One by one, I empty them out — creamy, sticky, superior. Each mess landing right at your feet, reminding you of exactly what you’ll never be. You don’t get to breed. You don’t get to fuck. You clean. That’s your place — on the floor, licking up the aftermath of real men while I laugh in your pathetic, desperate face.

By the time you finish? You’ll know exactly how beneath me you really are. Go ahead, loser — lick it up. All of it. Load after load after load.

Eat It Off My Pregnant Belly - You really thought you were b..

Eat It Off My Pregnant Belly - You really thought you were born to breed? Please. Men like you don’t deserve to pass on their weak, inferior genes. Look at me — glowing, swollen, pregnant with the seed of a real man. An alpha. His cum made this belly round, full, powerful… while you sit there, useless, aching, pathetic. And you know what’s fitting? You — on your knees — licking his cum off my belly. That’s your place in this world. You’ll never get to experience the kind of dominance that flows through my veins now. You don’t make life — you clean up after it.

Can you feel that sting? Knowing that this belly is proof of what you’ll never have — proof of your complete, utter inferiority. Every lick just reminds you how beneath me you really are. While I sit here, superior, smug, glowing in my perfect, pregnant, breeder body… you’re reduced to a desperate, needy little cum cleaner. That’s all you’ll ever be good for.

Now get to work, loser — and don’t miss a drop.

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Cheerleader Footjob - You’ve got a little secret, don’t you?..

Cheerleader Footjob - You’ve got a little secret, don’t you? Rumor has it you’ve got a thing for feet—and honestly? I think that’s so hot. That’s exactly why I invited you over. I couldn’t stop thinking about how good it would feel to use my soft, perfect feet to get you off.

As soon as you show up, I’m already teasing you. Rubbing my soles over you, curling my toes just right, stroking you in slow, teasing motions that make you throb. I switch it up—different angles, different rhythms—just watching how desperate you get for release.

And when you finally explode? You make a mess all over my feet… and you better believe I admire every second of it.

Succumbing To My Gluttony - I’m already stuffed—my belly rou..

Succumbing To My Gluttony - I’m already stuffed—my belly round, bloated, and aching from how much I’ve eaten—but I just can’t help myself. The way it feels… the way it looks… I’m addicted. Even though I know I should stop, I don’t. I won’t. I give in completely, succumbing to my gluttony, needing to feel myself stretch even more.

I come back for seconds, piling more and more on, greedily shoving in bite after tiny bite. With every swallow, I can feel my stomach swelling, filling tighter, rounder… heavier. I rub my belly as it grows, feeling the pressure build, the weight of my own indulgence making me breathless—but it’s so satisfying.

It’s like I’m growing right before your eyes, getting bigger and bigger, all because I just can’t stop stuffing myself full. I love how obscene I look—how greedy I am—how I just keep going until I’m absolutely bursting.

By the end, I’m stretched to the limit, completely full, completely satisfied… and already thinking about how good thirds would feel.

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You Prefer My Dirty Feet - God, you’re such a disgusting lit..

You Prefer My Dirty Feet - God, you’re such a disgusting little freak. Out of all the things you could obsess over… you chose my dirty feet. And honestly? I’m not even surprised. Look at you. What else could a pathetic little shrimp like you even hope for? You’re not a real man—you’d never be able to satisfy a woman like me anyway. That’s why you’d rather bury your face in the filth stuck between my toes instead of trying to please your girlfriend. Because deep down… you know you’re not enough.

Who picks dirty, sweaty feet over a real woman? You do. And it makes so much sense, doesn’t it? Filthy feet for a filthy, tiny little loser. You were made for this. You get hard for dirt, sweat, and toe lint, because it’s the only thing in this world that’ll let you pretend you have a purpose. Stroking that embarrassing little thing while I shove my soles in your face… god, it’s almost adorable how desperate you are.

Go ahead. Stroke to the dirt on my feet. Stroke to the humiliation of knowing your cock is way too small to ever deserve me. This is the closest you’ll ever get to being used by a superior woman—and you love it. You’ll always prefer my dirty feet to everything else… because you’re just a worthless, tiny d*ck foot freak.

And I’m going to ruin you with that truth every single time.

Boyfriend Turned Sissy - Well… this is awkward, isn’t it? I’..

Boyfriend Turned Sissy - Well… this is awkward, isn’t it? I’ve been thinking about it for a while now, and honestly? I’m done pretending you’re boyfriend material. You’re not. You never were. But don’t worry—I’m not breaking up with you completely. Not exactly. This isn’t goodbye… it’s just a promotion… to something way more fitting for a little loser like you.

You’re not my boyfriend anymore—you’re my sissy. My pathetic little plaything to dress up, humiliate, and parade around however I want. That’s all you’re good for. I don’t need a man—I need a toy. And you? You were never going to be the man I needed, but you’ll make the perfect pathetic little sissy slut for me. Cute, right?

From now on, it’s skirts, panties, makeup… whatever I decide looks best on you. You’ll wear what I say. Act how I say. You’re mine now—not as my partner, but as my dressed-up, humiliated little thing to show off. And you love it, don’t you? You need this. You were made to be owned by a brat like me. And while real men are busy fucking me, you’ll be here in your cute little outfit, licking my heels and begging for attention like the desperate, broken thing you’ve always been.

This isn’t goodbye. This is exactly where you belong.