Open that hole, shoebitch! Wider! I want to shove my sheer black silky covered toes so far down your throat that you gag on them! Good boi… that feels very good. Or maybe I just want to press my sole on your thick leather collar until you gasp for air. You know that my hose smothered feet control every breath you take. You live to smell them fresh out of a pair of my favorite heels I’ve been wearing for hours. That heavenly scent and taste of leather, pantyhose and foot sweat mixes together and forces you deeper beneath my feet. I wouldn’t have it any other way, shoebitch!