Raquel Roper from I slip my smelly feet out of the boots

You are such easy prey for me, your eyes locked on my perfect body enchased in an alluring cat suit. First? First I'm going to tease you with my ass and breasts, concealing the part of me you crave most in my leather boots. You so desperately desire to stroke it for me and my bare soles. I slip my feet out of the boots and the smell of vingar hits your nose as you pump your cock. The smell entrances you, the sight of my sweaty wrinkles sending you over the edge. But you won't cum, not until I want you to; you must worship these feet in the manner I command. There may or may not be a reward for you at the end. My feet and I completely own you.