Model: Samantha (Size 10.5)

[LOG DATE: November 2014]

PARTIAL AUDIO INCLUDES CUMSHOT + SLOWMO CUMSHOT REPLAY

It's been almost a month since my last ordeal with Sammie in " Explosive Cumshot Milked Between Sammy's Long Toes " and the urges to have the rod man handled by those massive c*m catcher soles and long c*ck-milker toes are starting to resurface. I text. I DM. I email. I c*ll... I just can't seem to get in touch with her. What happened to the girl so willing to allow my sole f*cking obsessions I could c*ll her up in the middle of the night with a " 3am ToeJob SOS " ?!?! About a week goes by before she finally responds; She's got a [omitted] -_-"

Now, if your familiar with our origin story going all the way back to " The Nature Preserves 1 " it should be no surprise to you that I'm perfectly okay speaking very frankly with Samantha. It's been a few years so I don't recall verbatim but my IMMEDIATE text message response to finding out the news was something along the lines of " well I hope I still get to get those toes tug out my loads . " Followed with a screenshot from the sh*ot last month of me erupting . No answer.

A couple more days go by and I sh*ot her another text asking when she would be available the following day and that I would be looking into getting a room. A few hours p*ss before Samantha replies in short; simply providing a time. I can tell this [omitted] of hers has caused a shift in her perspective of our arrangement. I don't like it. Matter of fact? I want to make it clear how much more the urge for having those soles work my rod dominates any consideration for it. I retort to her response and send her a short video of my leaking rod staged in front of my laptop which is looping the cumshot scene from the last months milking session . Then a few mins after another text saying how much I was " looking to having those toes extract another batch . " Again.. no answer.

The sh*ot date/time arrive and she meets me promptly. There's an awkward sense of her just going through the motions today. Turns out I not only [omitted] but [omitted] throughout the ENTIRE sh*ot. I breath it in like a predator smelling fear in the air. The clip begins with her already laying on her tummy, distractedly [omitted], with her huge calloused soles on display between me. I dowse them in a generous amount of oil before massaging it in. The tension begins to evaporate and Sammie breaks the ice. " Does this like... turn you on? " I took me a second to realize she wasn't asking about my foot fetish but more specifically the fact that [omitted] despite her obvious discomfort due to [omitted]. Not only do I answer honestly, I do so in a way that makes it clear [omitted]. I ask her if she feels like shes [omitted]. Her response is not only c*mpletely candid but further fuels my deviant embers. The massage comes to an end as I transition into having her model her soft oily paddles a bit before diving right in without any notice besides the sound of my belt buckle unlatching behind her. Her silence speaks volumes.

This clip features a show of the aftermath at the end of this clip for those of you who: like seeing frosted soles but rather skip over the more xxx-rated content.

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