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@bifootmaster
Lick them and give me all your money
Fuck those are flawless 🤤
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Wake your hommies like this 🤍
Want him so bad! 👀
I see you watching my feet back there bro. How’s the view?
- Liam (Size 12 US)
I see you watching my feet back there bro. How’s the view?
- Liam (Size 12 US)
Your jock competative roommate and your other friend over watching the game. Upon the first touchdown, your college roommate cheers and lifts his foot up at your face. He made a bet with you on who would make the first touchdown and you lost. Your friend had seen you in this predicament before, but had never really questioned the master-slave behavior between you and your college roommate. “Fuck yah, you lost Patrick. Now be my footrest until halftime, that was the bet.” you hear the jock say. He watches you lie down face up and you see him prop both soles onto your face. He rubs them over your nose some then settles down with just the occasional squeezing of your nose with his toes for fun. You hear him talk to your friend some but see nothing as both soles cover your face completely. He slightly rubs them you as well as feel them jostling your nose when he moves but you stay there silently, being his personal foot rest. Halftime slowly comes around and he frees you from the bet, telling you to go get him a beer from the fridge. You do and see your friend has gone to the restroom during the commercial break. You give the beer to your roommate and he quickly orders you to kiss his feet. You hastily bow down and kiss the tops of his feet a few times before getting back up. “I’m going out after the game for a bit with some of the guys,” he informs you,” but I’ll be back later on to game some and relax. You can be my footslave when I get back.” You nod your head yes in agreement, hoping his feet will be intoxicatingly smelly when he returns later that night.