"Slave, have I allowed you to come?" Pamela had felt it even if it seemed to her like a single raindrop. "Sarah! The little slave must be punished, I want you to crush him with your shoes like a cigarette." Sarah followed the order hastily and pressed her yellow sports shoe completely on Alexander's body. Before she could start executing the order, Pamela lifted her right foot and stretched it towards Sarah.
"You may also lick away his mess. With these words she pressed her foot into Sarah's eager mouth. Sarah enjoyed the taste, salty, strong, dirty. At close range she forgot her first order when Pamela rammed her foot into her mouth and pointed it downwards. Sarah began to turn her foot, rolled Alexander into a ball, and then pressed her heel back down on Alexander. He went through a painful dream. Unlike before, he now got a shoe foot off, with the intention of punishing him. Just for a moment he saw upstairs how Sarah had Pamela's foot in her mouth. How he envied her, because unlike his girlfriend's feet, the rubber sole only tasted like, well, rubber. Moreover, he had to taste himself again and again, just as Sarah rolled him up and flattened him again. She may be lighter than Pamela, but Sarah made it go away with her strength.
After about twenty minutes, Pamela pulled her foot out of Sarah's mouth and wiped the saliva off Sarah's t-shirt in the chest area. Pamela looked at her foot, then she spoke:
"You've done your job well. It's time for your reward." Pamela stretched out her hand. "Give me the dice!"
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