Brazilian Foot Girls - Today, only obedience, João Alves and Sabrina's feet! - Foot Gagging

João alves’s body was already surrendering, his breath coming in ragged gasps beneath sabrina’s feet. she noticed how he struggled between surprise and the pleasure of submission. “good boy…” she whispered, pressing the sole of her foot even tighter against his mouth. “you don’t have to say anything. your tongue already answers me.” joão alves tried to speak, but his voice was muffled. with each attempt, sabrina giggled softly, satisfied to see him helpless under her command. determined to intensify the game, she placed one foot entirely over his mouth, while the other pressed firmly against his chest, pinning him even tighter to the chair. “you like being silenced like this, don’t you?” she teased, rubbing her toes against his lips. he moaned, muffled, and his tongue moved obediently, licking every crevice, as if begging for more. “that’s it…” sabrina said, leaning in to watch closely. “i want to hear your suppressed moans… i want to feel your devotion to my feet.” she began to vary: sometimes she would cover his mouth completely, almost preventing him from breathing, sometimes she would leave just a space for her tongue to adore. joão alves, submissive, followed each silent command, his body trembling with the mixture of pleasure and domination. the scene continued: sabrina controlling every breath, every movement, every muffled sigh, until the game was no longer just a tease—it was a ritual of power, of total surrender. “now you are mine…” she concluded, keeping her gaze steady, while her feet remained over his mouth, sealing the promise that he would have no say, only obedience.