Lolah accepts worship from her slave kim, the one who lies on her stomach, pressed to the floor. the bitch trembles, biting her lips into goddess's shoes, greedily fingering her heels with her tongue. lolah chuckled and took off her shoes, leaned over to kim and began shoving her shoes down her throat with her hands, then threw the shoes aside, leaving only the feet of the slave: those that are covered with a layer of sweat and require the same tremulous attention. the slave does not wait for an order — her tongue is already sliding over the wrinkles on her skin, sucking on each toe as if it were the last piece of food. heels? she licks them with such passion that saliva smears on her face. lolah watches from above, laughing at how the slave's face disappears under the foot, then emerges, glistening with saliva. — "slobbery creature.." lolah whispers, watching her feet become wetter and wetter from the slave tongue. kim does not get tired: she licks, sucks. "keep it up, pet.. may your mouth become my eternal puddle!" — lolah laughs, and the slave is already preparing for the next order without even raising her head.
