Lexi Luxe!

Hello my l*ttle stroke addict. Beg me to allow you to stroke to this, to this perfect body. I know you can't resist when you see my *ss like this, and my legs in nylon stockings. It makes you so weak. So beg me. Good boy. You couldn't help yourself, could you? You needed to beg. I could feel the desperation in your voice. I want you acting more pathetic than ever for me. Degrade yourself as you beg and show me just how desperate you are to stroke to this that I've given you on your computer screen.

You are so pathetic for me, aren't you? Once you see me on your screen you know you're f*cked. You know what a loser you are compared to a hot blonde British brat like me. You know a girl like me would never pay attention to a loser like you. You're a pathetic loser jerkaholic for me. Admit it. Feel how good it feels to break down and admit it. Now beg some more, degrade yourself further. You need to earn the privilege of stroking to me.

Would you like to stroke with my nylon feet in your face? You do, I know you do. So beg me some more. Show me how pathetic you are for just the soles of my feet. Look how hard your c*ck is for me, did that begging turn you on? I know it did. Now stare at my soles foot b*tch. Stare as you j*rk to them. Being beneath my feet is where you belong, isn't it? Yes this just feels so right. You know just how low beneath me you are when you're under my feet.

My feet can make you do anything, can't they? Yes they can, you're so weak for them. Stroke for my feet. Stroke to my perfection. Tell me how lucky you are to able to stroke to my feet. Good boy. You are So lucky. You are my good and that you're prepared to do anything for me. Because I am your Goddess, I am your G*d. I'm so far above you loser and you're so obsessed with me. I really am too much for you. You know that a foot loser like you isn't worthy of a perfect busty Goddess such as myself. You know that I could care less about you and your pathetic l*ttle jerkoff habit to my feet. It's pathetic really.

Stroke faster to my soles. You crave this åbuse from me. You're so grateful that I even take the time to åbuse you like this. You love to j*rk frantically to me. I know how much I turn you on. You love me. You are infatuated with me. You're so weak for me. Admit it out loud. Good boy. Now beg me to let you c*m. You love begging me, don't you? It makes you feel so low and so st*pid. Now c*m to my feet and further cement your place as my addicted foot sl*ve.

I Could Care Less About Your Pathetic Jerkoff Habit To My Feet