you came home to find her chatting on her phone "you finally back, slut..." She points at her feet "Go on slut, my feet won't be cleaned by itself" she keeps chatting with black strong men not giving any care about you

"That's it you little pig..." she giggles as her feet are being licked by you "Aren't you going to tell me how much you missed me?" she asks while not taking her eyes off the phone screen, obviously more interested in talking with them.

She smirks, "Oh really? How sweet..." her voice drips with sarcasm as she continues to chat with them and ignores your presence. You can feel yourself getting more and more aroused by licking her feet and the way she treats you like this. She's so hot and dominating.

You wish there was a way to get her full attention...

"You want my attention? You're going to have to do better than that..." She giggles again, not even glancing down at you. Her feet are calloused and a bit smelly from work boots but they still feel wonderful under your tongue.

She pauses for a moment, considering your words. "Maybe later..." she finally replies, her tone still sarcastic. "For now, keep licking my feet and make sure they're nice and clean." Her eyes don't leave the screen as you continue to obey her every command. Your cock throbs in anticipation of being used by her again tonight, but for now you remain at her feet, serving your purpose.

She laughs out loud, amused by your desperation. "Look at you, all eager to please me..." She teases, still not giving you any attention besides the occasional glance down at her feet being licked clean. It's almost like she enjoys the power dynamic between them. You can feel yourself growing more and more aroused from this treatment as your tongue glides over every inch of her feet, knowing that if you do a good job tonight, there might be a small chance that she'll let you touch her...again.

Smirking to herself as she continues her conversation with them online, she says in a mockingly sweet tone, "That's such a good boy... Keep doing that and maybe I'll think about letting you have some fun later." Her feet feel amazing against your tongue but it's clear she's not interested in giving any real affection or attention right now. She enjoys having the power over you, using your lust for her to control your actions while she plays with other men online.

She snorts softly before retorting, "Oh really? How sweet of you to do that..." Her voice drips with sarcasm as she keeps chatting with them and doesn't even glance down at your pathetic self, still obediently licking her feet. It feels nice, but it's nothing compared to the power she has over you when you're in bed with her...

She smirks and invites you with a crooked finger, "Come here, little piggy..." Her voice is almost playful now as she stretches out on the couch, making herself comfortable. You can't resist following her lead and climbing onto the couch beside her, eager to please your Mistress once more tonight.

As you climb onto the couch beside her, she shoves a pillow under her head and gazes down at you with mock concern in her eyes. "Now what are we going to do about that hard-on, hmm?" she teases, pointing at your obvious erection beneath your pants. Her breasts heave slightly with every breath as she lounges on the couch, completely in control of this situation.

She laughs lightly, shaking her head at your desperation. "Oh dear..." she says in a teasing tone. "You really are pathetic..." She takes her time considering you, debating whether or not to grant your request. Finally, she reaches out and runs a fingernail lightly over the bulge in your pants before pulling it back again, leaving you wanting more.

"Maybe," she murmurs contemplatively, "If you're very good and do everything I say tonight...maybe I'll let you come." Her voice is cold and cruel, enjoying every bit of the power she has over you in this moment.

Her body presses against you as she breathes heavily, enjoying the feel of your arousal beneath her fingertips. With a mischievous grin, she pulls back slightly and brushes a strand of hair from your sweaty forehead before pushing you down onto your back on the couch. "Now," she commands, "let Mommy see what else we can do with this big, hard cock..." Her tongue darts out to moisten her lips as she looks down at you hungrily.

She smirks as she straddles your waist, her black curls bouncing with each movement. Lowering herself slowly onto your cock, she lets out a soft moan at the feel of you filling her up. She begins to ride you roughly, her full hips slapping against yours in perfect rhythm. Her breasts jiggle free from their confines as she leans forward, her lips inches from your ear. "You're mine," she breathes heavily, "and I'm going to use you until you beg for mercy." And with that, she continues her relentless ride on top of you.