Godess Anitta

You get so weak when it’s about my feet…
I know you already crave them.
I’m going to tease you, deny you, then show you these perfect

Hey you little perverts…
Look at me carefully.
These aren’t my shoes.
They’re your wife’s.
The red stilettos she left at your office last

I spent the day in this tight black leather catsuit and these black flats. When I finally take them off, my soles are dirty with that warm

The psychological game has begun, and April has already lost control. She knows it, and so do you. All it takes is the shine of my nylon