Bratty Brittany

Imagine these were your hands.. gliding across my soft, superior soles. Something you can only dream of. You get denial while I get

You wish you could watch my husband rub my feet.. but all you losers deserve are my pixels. I get all the pleasure and you get denial..

It’s our anniversary week 🥂 Imagine celebrating the day you realized you’ll always be second… and still choosing to send. Start the week

Admire what you’ll never touch. Let that ache settle in your chest while you realize exactly where you belong, on your knees, looking up,