I’m filming my boyfriend as I tease and taunt him at the mercy of my soles, but he seems to think that the flaccid little worm in his boxers is worth capturing… as if ANYONE wants to see his shrunken micro-dick. I mock and belittle his useless piece of meat until his cheeks are burning red with embarrassment, then decide to offer him one last chance to prove his virility and devotion. I squeeze his cock between my wrinkled arches, effortlessly working them up and down his shaft, but it doesn’t take long for me to get bored. I shift into autopilot mode, allowing my mind to wander, and I begin to fantasize about big, juicy cocks. I can feel my pussy getting wet from all the naughty thoughts, and I can’t help but touch myself as I drift in the blissful euphoria. When I snap back to reality, I’m so frustrated that I bring the footjob to a halt. I use my feet to slap, crush and squeeze his dick until it shrivels up like a raisin. The sight is so disgusting and sad that I take pity, and I offer him a blowjob to fluff him back up. His dick won’t reach my mouth, so I spit on it, wrap my fingers around it, and jerk it rapidly until it’s hard again. I begin to reveal my secret fantasies as I give him a slow, sensual blowjob between my silky soles, instructing him in the way of cuckoldry and helping him accept his inferior status.