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The scene opens with mistress ziva fey, fresh from practice, dressed in her sweat-soaked yellow bikini top, sneakers, and her most provocative weapon—a pair of filthy, brown and yellow-stained socks, caked with dirt and dripping with sweat. she always forgets to bring clean socks to practice, so she's worn the ones she keeps in her locker at school all year. the scent is overwhelming, a mix of old sweat, dirt, and grime that fills the room. as they sit on the sofa, the professor's eyes are drawn to her feet, his breath hitching at the sight and scent of her toxic socks. ziva, noticing his fixation, giggles and commands him to remove her shoes. ziva: "you like what you see, professor? these socks have seen every practice, every game. now be a good boy and take off my dirty shoes." he obeys, trying to hide his growing arousal as he slides off her sneakers, revealing her filthy socks. the smell is pungent, a thick, musky scent that fills his nostrils and makes his eyes water. professor: coughs "ziva, your socks are... incredibly strong." ziva: giggles "oh, professor, you have no idea. these socks have been through it all. now, pick up that pen you dropped." as he leans over, she seizes her chance, pushing him down and swiftly handcuffing his hands behind his back. professor: muffled "ziva, what are you doing?" ziva: "just having a little fun, professor. isn't this what you wanted? to be close to my dirty feet?" she climbs onto the sofa, pressing her toxic socks against his nose, making him inhale deeply. the stench is overpowering, a mix of old sweat, dirt, and something else he can't quite place. ziva: "breathe it in, professor. isn't it incredible? you've gone from tenure to toe sucker, from daddy to doormat!" he coughs and chokes, but his struggles only serve to arouse him more. she rubs her filthy feet all over his face, grinding the dirt and sweat into his skin. her socks leave trails of grime on his cheeks and forehead. ziva: "look at you, all flushed and helpless. you love this, don't you, professor?" not satisfied with his muffled groans, ziva tapes his mouth shut, wrapping it around his head multiple times, ensuring he's completely at her mercy. she returns to the sofa, clamping her stinky, sweaty socks over his nose, making him take every breath through her toxic fabric. ziva: "you're pathetic, professor. look at you, squirming and helpless. you're nothing more than a footstool now." she records his struggles on her laptop, her giggles filling the room as he writhes beneath her. standing on his chest, she uses it as a trampoline, jumping and grinding her filthy feet into his face. her socks are so dirty they leave marks on his skin, the smell so strong it makes his head spin. ziva: "feel that? that's what real power feels like, professor. you're just a plaything now." she makes him lick and suck her disgusting toes, his tongue lapping at the grime and sweat. her feet are caked with dirt, the taste strong and pungent. ziva: "clean them good, professor. show me how much you love my dirty feet." finally, she removes her socks, making him clean both with his tongue before exhaustedly sitting on his face. the professor, now completely mesmerized by her scent, is helpless as she grinds her sweaty booty shorts against his face, ending the clip with his muffled, ecstatic groans.     ]]> Tue 08 Apr 2025 05:29:16 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6622297/toxic-sock-syndrome-iii-hd-1080p-mp4/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6622293/toxic-sock-syndrome-iii-hd-4k-mp4/
The scene opens with mistress ziva fey, fresh from practice, dressed in her sweat-soaked yellow bikini top, sneakers, and her most provocative weapon—a pair of filthy, brown and yellow-stained socks, caked with dirt and dripping with sweat. she always forgets to bring clean socks to practice, so she's worn the ones she keeps in her locker at school all year. the scent is overwhelming, a mix of old sweat, dirt, and grime that fills the room. as they sit on the sofa, the professor's eyes are drawn to her feet, his breath hitching at the sight and scent of her toxic socks. ziva, noticing his fixation, giggles and commands him to remove her shoes. ziva: "you like what you see, professor? these socks have seen every practice, every game. now be a good boy and take off my dirty shoes." he obeys, trying to hide his growing arousal as he slides off her sneakers, revealing her filthy socks. the smell is pungent, a thick, musky scent that fills his nostrils and makes his eyes water. professor: coughs "ziva, your socks are... incredibly strong." ziva: giggles "oh, professor, you have no idea. these socks have been through it all. now, pick up that pen you dropped." as he leans over, she seizes her chance, pushing him down and swiftly handcuffing his hands behind his back. professor: muffled "ziva, what are you doing?" ziva: "just having a little fun, professor. isn't this what you wanted? to be close to my dirty feet?" she climbs onto the sofa, pressing her toxic socks against his nose, making him inhale deeply. the stench is overpowering, a mix of old sweat, dirt, and something else he can't quite place. ziva: "breathe it in, professor. isn't it incredible? you've gone from tenure to toe sucker, from daddy to doormat!" he coughs and chokes, but his struggles only serve to arouse him more. she rubs her filthy feet all over his face, grinding the dirt and sweat into his skin. her socks leave trails of grime on his cheeks and forehead. ziva: "look at you, all flushed and helpless. you love this, don't you, professor?" not satisfied with his muffled groans, ziva tapes his mouth shut, wrapping it around his head multiple times, ensuring he's completely at her mercy. she returns to the sofa, clamping her stinky, sweaty socks over his nose, making him take every breath through her toxic fabric. ziva: "you're pathetic, professor. look at you, squirming and helpless. you're nothing more than a footstool now." she records his struggles on her laptop, her giggles filling the room as he writhes beneath her. standing on his chest, she uses it as a trampoline, jumping and grinding her filthy feet into his face. her socks are so dirty they leave marks on his skin, the smell so strong it makes his head spin. ziva: "feel that? that's what real power feels like, professor. you're just a plaything now." she makes him lick and suck her disgusting toes, his tongue lapping at the grime and sweat. her feet are caked with dirt, the taste strong and pungent. ziva: "clean them good, professor. show me how much you love my dirty feet." finally, she removes her socks, making him clean both with his tongue before exhaustedly sitting on his face. the professor, now completely mesmerized by her scent, is helpless as she grinds her sweaty booty shorts against his face, ending the clip with his muffled, ecstatic groans.     ]]> Sat 23 Nov 2024 02:30:16 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6622293/toxic-sock-syndrome-iii-hd-4k-mp4/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6026305/toxic-sock-syndrome-ii-hd-4k-mp4/
19-year-old mistress nova comes home from the gym exhausted, after hours of working out. she's sweaty, sticky and smelly, as her pet greets her at the door as is required, but she looks around screws up her face in a frown: "what the hell have you been doing for the last 3 hours while i was at the gym? it doesn't look like you've gotten any of your chores done!" "i'm sorry mistress, i was tired and took a nap and overslept" "what the fuck! you lazy fucking mutt! i was working my ass off while you were fucking napping? get the fuck over here! i'm gonna show you how hard i was working, you lazy fucking mutt!" she clips a leash onto the pet's collar, sitting on the stairs, she has the slave on its knees in front of her. she shoves on of her dirty sneaker-covered feet into his face and orders him: "take of my fucking shoes-with your teeth!" the mutt manages to get them off, revealing her sweaty, stinky dirty socks that she immediately shoves up into its face: "smell them, slave! you forgot to pack fresh ones for me to bring to the gym, so i had to wear these old dirty ones i had in the car from soccer practice! deep inhales!" she pulls viciously on the leash, mashing the nasty socks into the mutt's face and sealing them over its nose and mouth. she makes it breath in and out, in and out, rubbing them all over its face. she then pushes the mutt down onto the floor: "get the fuck on the floor where you belong, you stupid fucking pig. on the dirty floor and always under me!" she pushes the slave down on its back and steps onto its chest. she walks up and down its body, keeping the leash pulled tight, the slave grunts in pain and struggles to breathe from the tension on the collar and leash.  "i'm gonna do a nice little cool down while i actually get some use out of you. you will count each squat and thank me while i squat on your stupid chest. go!" she starts doing the squats on his chest, making it incredibly hard for the slave to count and breathe, but it manages to do it well enough, but seems to be getting weaker. when she's done with about 20 reps, she holds out one of her crusty, stinky sock-covered feet with the grungy bottoms in his face: "now, stick out your fucking tongue like the doormat you are!" she starts wiping her nasty sock bottoms on the slave's tongue while it struggles not to choke on the taste while trying to deal with her body weight. she makes it lick the bottoms of each disgusting sock, making it swallow the grit. "now open your mouth wide, mutt!" the slave does, enabling her to start sliding one of the dirty socks into its mouth, pushing deeper and deeper, until the slave starts choking and retching, but she keeps the tension on the leash, stopping the slave from turning its head away from the invading, filthy sock-covered foot. she drops down onto the slave's stomach and commences to gagging it with both of her filthy sock-covered feet, making it suck the dirty from the toes and heels. she makes the slave take them off with its mouth, then covers its face in the dirty socks and pushes them down with her hands, making him breathe through the rank old gym socks. she finally walks off to return and smother him with her sweaty yoga pants.     ]]> Tue 23 Jul 2024 03:49:11 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6026305/toxic-sock-syndrome-ii-hd-4k-mp4/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/6026301/toxic-sock-syndrome-ii-hd-1080p-mp4/
19-year-old mistress nova comes home from the gym exhausted, after hours of working out. she's sweaty, sticky and smelly, as her pet greets her at the door as is required, but she looks around screws up her face in a frown: "what the hell have you been doing for the last 3 hours while i was at the gym? it doesn't look like you've gotten any of your chores done!" "i'm sorry mistress, i was tired and took a nap and overslept" "what the fuck! you lazy fucking mutt! i was working my ass off while you were fucking napping? get the fuck over here! i'm gonna show you how hard i was working, you lazy fucking mutt!" she clips a leash onto the pet's collar, sitting on the stairs, she has the slave on its knees in front of her. she shoves on of her dirty sneaker-covered feet into his face and orders him: "take of my fucking shoes-with your teeth!" the mutt manages to get them off, revealing her sweaty, stinky dirty socks that she immediately shoves up into its face: "smell them, slave! you forgot to pack fresh ones for me to bring to the gym, so i had to wear these old dirty ones i had in the car from soccer practice! deep inhales!" she pulls viciously on the leash, mashing the nasty socks into the mutt's face and sealing them over its nose and mouth. she makes it breath in and out, in and out, rubbing them all over its face. she then pushes the mutt down onto the floor: "get the fuck on the floor where you belong, you stupid fucking pig. on the dirty floor and always under me!" she pushes the slave down on its back and steps onto its chest. she walks up and down its body, keeping the leash pulled tight, the slave grunts in pain and struggles to breathe from the tension on the collar and leash.  "i'm gonna do a nice little cool down while i actually get some use out of you. you will count each squat and thank me while i squat on your stupid chest. go!" she starts doing the squats on his chest, making it incredibly hard for the slave to count and breathe, but it manages to do it well enough, but seems to be getting weaker. when she's done with about 20 reps, she holds out one of her crusty, stinky sock-covered feet with the grungy bottoms in his face: "now, stick out your fucking tongue like the doormat you are!" she starts wiping her nasty sock bottoms on the slave's tongue while it struggles not to choke on the taste while trying to deal with her body weight. she makes it lick the bottoms of each disgusting sock, making it swallow the grit. "now open your mouth wide, mutt!" the slave does, enabling her to start sliding one of the dirty socks into its mouth, pushing deeper and deeper, until the slave starts choking and retching, but she keeps the tension on the leash, stopping the slave from turning its head away from the invading, filthy sock-covered foot. she drops down onto the slave's stomach and commences to gagging it with both of her filthy sock-covered feet, making it suck the dirty from the toes and heels. she makes the slave take them off with its mouth, then covers its face in the dirty socks and pushes them down with her hands, making him breathe through the rank old gym socks. she finally walks off to return and smother him with her sweaty yoga pants.     ]]> Tue 23 Jul 2024 03:49:05 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/6026301/toxic-sock-syndrome-ii-hd-1080p-mp4/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/5816330/toxic-sock-syndrome-2-hd-4k-mp4/
Godess isabel, fresh from a grueling, sweaty trail race, trudges into the house, her body covered in a sheen of sweat and dirt. her skimpy white sports bra and black booty shorts cling to her, accentuating her exhausted form. her filthy shoes and socks, stained with sweat and dirt, are a stark contrast to her otherwise pristine appearance. "i'm absolutely starving!" she bellows, her voice echoing through the halls. her husband timidly responds that he's forgotten it's his turn to cook. her anger flares, "are you kidding me?! get down here now! you're aware we're in a female led relationship, aren't you?"   he sheepishly replies, "yes mistress.” with his head hung in shame, he descends the stairs. she maliciously commands him to strip off his shirt, revealing his vulnerable form. with a twisted smile, she brandishes a black belt, cruelly binding his wrists together, ensuring he's completely at her mercy. the blindfold she produces is a repulsive creation, fashioned from her used, filth-stained gym socks, reeking of sweat and grime. she viciously shoves him onto the cold, hard floor of the landing, asserting her dominance. stepping on him with her shoes, she savors the feeling of power, then callously kicks them off, revealing her vile, sweat-drenched, and dirt-encrusted socks. the stench is overwhelming, a nauseating blend of body odor and filth. she sadistically mashes one of her revolting socks against his face, sneering, "how do you like the smell, you pitiful worm? can you sense the ripeness of these? they're drenched in sweat and dirt - it was pouring, and the trails were a muddy mess, which only made me perspire more." he admits that the socks reek of dirt and a powerful, nauseating stench, prompting her to press them even harder against his face, relishing in his discomfort. she finally rises to her feet, placing one foot firmly on his face, crushing his nose beneath her putrid, yellowed, sweat-soaked, and grime-encrusted sock. she sadistically rubs it all over his face, ensuring he's fully coated in her repulsive scent. he desperately attempts to escape the vile stench of the sock, but she's having none of it. with a cruel sneer, she fastens a strip of silver duct tape over his mouth, trapping his protests and pleas. "i'm going to teach you a lesson, wimp,” she hisses. "the only air you're permitted to breathe is from my sweaty, filthy socks and feet!" she rises to her feet once more, pushing her disgusting sock over his nose and face, smothering him until she lessens the pressure on his nose. he fruitlessly tries to gasp for air through the duct tape, but it's useless, and he's compelled to inhale deeply through her dirty, foul-smelling sock. she keeps it firmly in place, covering his eyes and making him breathe in the pungent aroma. with a malicious grin, she sits down on his chest, shoving her filthy socks into his face and covering his nostrils. she points the toes of her sock-covered feet, cruelly pinching his nostrils shut and holding them that way until he begins to buck and turn red from lack of oxygen. she finally releases the pressure, allowing him to frantically inhale through his nostrils and the disgusting filth of her socks. "i trust you're cherishing that putrid air now, you insignificant worm!" she snarls, her voice dripping with malice. "i'm going to ensure that every inch of my sweat and dirt crusted socks are smeared onto your worthless body while i use you as my personal doormat!" she stands on his chest, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. she begins to slowly and deliberately walk up and down his prone, helpless form, grinding her filthy socks into his thighs, stomach, and chest. she steps on his stomach and chest, relishing the sound of his pained groans, then holds a disgusting sock over his nose while standing on his chest. he's made to breathe in the repulsive stench of her socks, the taste of sweat and dirt coating his mouth. she then takes a seat on the stairs, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she begins to rub her vile, grimy socks all over his face. she rips the tape off his mouth, and he dares to thank her for the privilege, but she silences him with a vicious snarl. "shut the fuck up, maggot! i only did that so you could start cleaning my socks with your pathetic mouth. now open wide!" he obeys, and she viciously shoves a filthy sock into his mouth, making him gag and retch at the vile taste. she puts her other dirty, sock-covered foot behind his head, cradling it and holding it in place while she tries to cram as much of the sock into his mouth as possible. he starts to turn red, gagging over and over, but she's merciless and unyielding. she makes him remove one of her socks with his teeth, then stuffs it into his mouth and smothers him with both of her feet, including the other still-filthy, sock-covered one. ]]> Sun 02 Jun 2024 02:51:53 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/5816330/toxic-sock-syndrome-2-hd-4k-mp4/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/5816327/toxic-sock-syndrome-2-hd-1080p-mp4/
Godess isabel, fresh from a grueling, sweaty trail race, trudges into the house, her body covered in a sheen of sweat and dirt. her skimpy white sports bra and black booty shorts cling to her, accentuating her exhausted form. her filthy shoes and socks, stained with sweat and dirt, are a stark contrast to her otherwise pristine appearance. "i'm absolutely starving!" she bellows, her voice echoing through the halls. her husband timidly responds that he's forgotten it's his turn to cook. her anger flares, "are you kidding me?! get down here now! you're aware we're in a female led relationship, aren't you?"   he sheepishly replies, "yes mistress.” with his head hung in shame, he descends the stairs. she maliciously commands him to strip off his shirt, revealing his vulnerable form. with a twisted smile, she brandishes a black belt, cruelly binding his wrists together, ensuring he's completely at her mercy. the blindfold she produces is a repulsive creation, fashioned from her used, filth-stained gym socks, reeking of sweat and grime. she viciously shoves him onto the cold, hard floor of the landing, asserting her dominance. stepping on him with her shoes, she savors the feeling of power, then callously kicks them off, revealing her vile, sweat-drenched, and dirt-encrusted socks. the stench is overwhelming, a nauseating blend of body odor and filth. she sadistically mashes one of her revolting socks against his face, sneering, "how do you like the smell, you pitiful worm? can you sense the ripeness of these? they're drenched in sweat and dirt - it was pouring, and the trails were a muddy mess, which only made me perspire more." he admits that the socks reek of dirt and a powerful, nauseating stench, prompting her to press them even harder against his face, relishing in his discomfort. she finally rises to her feet, placing one foot firmly on his face, crushing his nose beneath her putrid, yellowed, sweat-soaked, and grime-encrusted sock. she sadistically rubs it all over his face, ensuring he's fully coated in her repulsive scent. he desperately attempts to escape the vile stench of the sock, but she's having none of it. with a cruel sneer, she fastens a strip of silver duct tape over his mouth, trapping his protests and pleas. "i'm going to teach you a lesson, wimp,” she hisses. "the only air you're permitted to breathe is from my sweaty, filthy socks and feet!" she rises to her feet once more, pushing her disgusting sock over his nose and face, smothering him until she lessens the pressure on his nose. he fruitlessly tries to gasp for air through the duct tape, but it's useless, and he's compelled to inhale deeply through her dirty, foul-smelling sock. she keeps it firmly in place, covering his eyes and making him breathe in the pungent aroma. with a malicious grin, she sits down on his chest, shoving her filthy socks into his face and covering his nostrils. she points the toes of her sock-covered feet, cruelly pinching his nostrils shut and holding them that way until he begins to buck and turn red from lack of oxygen. she finally releases the pressure, allowing him to frantically inhale through his nostrils and the disgusting filth of her socks. "i trust you're cherishing that putrid air now, you insignificant worm!" she snarls, her voice dripping with malice. "i'm going to ensure that every inch of my sweat and dirt crusted socks are smeared onto your worthless body while i use you as my personal doormat!" she stands on his chest, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. she begins to slowly and deliberately walk up and down his prone, helpless form, grinding her filthy socks into his thighs, stomach, and chest. she steps on his stomach and chest, relishing the sound of his pained groans, then holds a disgusting sock over his nose while standing on his chest. he's made to breathe in the repulsive stench of her socks, the taste of sweat and dirt coating his mouth. she then takes a seat on the stairs, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she begins to rub her vile, grimy socks all over his face. she rips the tape off his mouth, and he dares to thank her for the privilege, but she silences him with a vicious snarl. "shut the fuck up, maggot! i only did that so you could start cleaning my socks with your pathetic mouth. now open wide!" he obeys, and she viciously shoves a filthy sock into his mouth, making him gag and retch at the vile taste. she puts her other dirty, sock-covered foot behind his head, cradling it and holding it in place while she tries to cram as much of the sock into his mouth as possible. he starts to turn red, gagging over and over, but she's merciless and unyielding. she makes him remove one of her socks with his teeth, then stuffs it into his mouth and smothers him with both of her feet, including the other still-filthy, sock-covered one. ]]> Sun 02 Jun 2024 02:51:52 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/5816327/toxic-sock-syndrome-2-hd-1080p-mp4/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/5120042/doormats-love-dirt-hd-4k-mp4/
Mistress chordeva was out hiking, wearing super-short cutoffs and a sweatshirt but it rained and she got soaked and dirty. it made her late for a meeting with a contractor that is supposed to remodel her bathroom. she lets him in and asks him to wait on the sofa, as she takes off her dirty shoes.  she wants to takes a quick shower before letting him start on the bathroom. he reluctantly says, ok and sits down on the sofa. as she walks out of the room, he's staring at her dirty shoes. once she's gone, her grabs one and holds it up to his nose, closes his eyes and starts sniffing. "ewwww-what the fuck are you doing?" he starts making excuses, but she's having none of it. "you were fucking perving on my dirty shoes? you're one of those foot freaks, aren't you? i thought i hired your company to remodel my bathroom, not sniff my dirty shoes. i'm calling your boss, right now!" she picks up her phone to call, but the guy gets down on his knees and starts begging her not to, saying he'll "do anything". so she orders him: "ok. take off your fucking clothes!" he starts to argue, but she slaps him across the face and threatens to call his boss again. he takes off his clothes and she secures his wrists together with a belt, making him stay on his knees while she sits on the sofa. she lifts one of her filthy socks up to his face: "you wanted to smell my dirty shoes, so my sweaty, filthy, stinky socks should be like a slice of heaven for a foot freak like you. smell it" he starts lightly sniffing her foot, gagging at the smell, but she starts rubbing it over his face, harder and harder, demanding he smell it: "i don"t hear you sniffing! i want to hear deep inhales, in and out, in and out now! how do they smell?" he says they smell. terrible, which angers her: "what the fuck? you were sniffing my dirty shoes and now you don't like the smell of my sweaty, stinky, dirty socks? you're my fucking doormat, and doormat's love dirt! now tell me you love the smell, doormat" she smacks his face with one of her filthy sock-covered feet, making him cry out in pain, but he starts sniffing much louder, telling her he loves the smell. she puts both of her feet up to his face, completely covering his eyes, nose and mouth.  "you're fucking sick, you know that? you like sniffing ladies' dirty things? let's find out how much" she takes out a roll of duct tape, tears off a piece and seals his mouth with it. "now all you get to breathe is dirty sock air! that's heaven for you, right dirty shoe sniffer?" she clamps both of her filthy socks over his nose, smothering him completely until he starts shaking his head in panic, then starts furiously sniffing through his nose to get air, which of course goes through her dirty socks which are still covering his nostrils.  "that's a good doormat. now get on the fucking floor" she puts her stinky, sweaty and filth-encrusted socks over his face, smashing his nose flat as she rubs them over his face, making sure all his air goes through the reeking socks. she leans down and rips the duct tape off of his mouth: "ok bitch, now it's time for you to be a human sock cleaner. you're going to suck the filth out of my dirty socks. now stick out your tongue, doormat" she starts wiping the filthy sock across his tongue, back and forth, the slave grimaces and gags on the taste. she asks him: "how do they taste, doormat?" he says they taste awful, so she slaps his face with her dirty sock-covered foot, three times, making him squeal in pain: "i told you. you're a doormat, and doormat's love the smell and taste of dirt. now tell me what you are, and what you love now" he tells her: "i'm a doormat and i love dirt. as he lays down on the floor, she gets off the sofa, standing on his body. he grunts as she starts walking on him: "you know, doormat, you need to also serve a carpet for me to walk on, or use as a footstool. or for a sock washing machine! now open you doormat mouth!" shoe shoves the dirty, filthy sock in his mouth, making him gag, but struggle to stop the invading foot while he deals with her full bodyweight centered on his chest. he grunts in pain while. sucking each of her fithy socks. "your only reason for existing, is to clean dirty feet! you fucking got that, doormat?" she does a butt-drop down on his stomach, hard, telling him to put his legs up in the recliner position, while she makes him open his mouth wide again so she can cram another filthy sock into his mouth. she makes him suck each one while he has to sniff the other one. finally, she has him take the socks off with his teeth. she crams the disgusting socks into his mouth and walks out: "bye doormat. you're welcome for the all-day sucker. you'd better not spit those out when i come back in an hour, bitch. enjoy"     ]]> Sun 14 Jan 2024 04:56:48 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/5120042/doormats-love-dirt-hd-4k-mp4/ https://pornito.xxx/videos/5114898/doormats-love-dirt-hd-1080p-mp4/
Mistress chordeva was out hiking, wearing super-short cutoffs and a sweatshirt but it rained and she got soaked and dirty. it made her late for a meeting with a contractor that is supposed to remodel her bathroom. she lets him in and asks him to wait on the sofa, as she takes off her dirty shoes.  she wants to takes a quick shower before letting him start on the bathroom. he reluctantly says, ok and sits down on the sofa. as she walks out of the room, he's staring at her dirty shoes. once she's gone, her grabs one and holds it up to his nose, closes his eyes and starts sniffing. "ewwww-what the fuck are you doing?" he starts making excuses, but she's having none of it. "you were fucking perving on my dirty shoes? you're one of those foot freaks, aren't you? i thought i hired your company to remodel my bathroom, not sniff my dirty shoes. i'm calling your boss, right now!" she picks up her phone to call, but the guy gets down on his knees and starts begging her not to, saying he'll "do anything". so she orders him: "ok. take off your fucking clothes!" he starts to argue, but she slaps him across the face and threatens to call his boss again. he takes off his clothes and she secures his wrists together with a belt, making him stay on his knees while she sits on the sofa. she lifts one of her filthy socks up to his face: "you wanted to smell my dirty shoes, so my sweaty, filthy, stinky socks should be like a slice of heaven for a foot freak like you. smell it" he starts lightly sniffing her foot, gagging at the smell, but she starts rubbing it over his face, harder and harder, demanding he smell it: "i don"t hear you sniffing! i want to hear deep inhales, in and out, in and out now! how do they smell?" he says they smell. terrible, which angers her: "what the fuck? you were sniffing my dirty shoes and now you don't like the smell of my sweaty, stinky, dirty socks? you're my fucking doormat, and doormat's love dirt! now tell me you love the smell, doormat" she smacks his face with one of her filthy sock-covered feet, making him cry out in pain, but he starts sniffing much louder, telling her he loves the smell. she puts both of her feet up to his face, completely covering his eyes, nose and mouth.  "you're fucking sick, you know that? you like sniffing ladies' dirty things? let's find out how much" she takes out a roll of duct tape, tears off a piece and seals his mouth with it. "now all you get to breathe is dirty sock air! that's heaven for you, right dirty shoe sniffer?" she clamps both of her filthy socks over his nose, smothering him completely until he starts shaking his head in panic, then starts furiously sniffing through his nose to get air, which of course goes through her dirty socks which are still covering his nostrils.  "that's a good doormat. now get on the fucking floor" she puts her stinky, sweaty and filth-encrusted socks over his face, smashing his nose flat as she rubs them over his face, making sure all his air goes through the reeking socks. she leans down and rips the duct tape off of his mouth: "ok bitch, now it's time for you to be a human sock cleaner. you're going to suck the filth out of my dirty socks. now stick out your tongue, doormat" she starts wiping the filthy sock across his tongue, back and forth, the slave grimaces and gags on the taste. she asks him: "how do they taste, doormat?" he says they taste awful, so she slaps his face with her dirty sock-covered foot, three times, making him squeal in pain: "i told you. you're a doormat, and doormat's love the smell and taste of dirt. now tell me what you are, and what you love now" he tells her: "i'm a doormat and i love dirt. as he lays down on the floor, she gets off the sofa, standing on his body. he grunts as she starts walking on him: "you know, doormat, you need to also serve a carpet for me to walk on, or use as a footstool. or for a sock washing machine! now open you doormat mouth!" shoe shoves the dirty, filthy sock in his mouth, making him gag, but struggle to stop the invading foot while he deals with her full bodyweight centered on his chest. he grunts in pain while. sucking each of her fithy socks. "your only reason for existing, is to clean dirty feet! you fucking got that, doormat?" she does a butt-drop down on his stomach, hard, telling him to put his legs up in the recliner position, while she makes him open his mouth wide again so she can cram another filthy sock into his mouth. she makes him suck each one while he has to sniff the other one. finally, she has him take the socks off with his teeth. she crams the disgusting socks into his mouth and walks out: "bye doormat. you're welcome for the all-day sucker. you'd better not spit those out when i come back in an hour, bitch. enjoy"     ]]> Sat 13 Jan 2024 12:14:16 +0200 https://pornito.xxx/videos/5114898/doormats-love-dirt-hd-1080p-mp4/