Smoke, Nylons, and Arrogance

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O nama

I sit back on the balcony, enjoying my cigarette, stretching out my perfect nylon-covered feet right in front of you. There's nothing you can do but stare, completely captivated by my presence. Every drag of my cigarette reminds you of my superiority as the smoke slowly fills the air. You belong beneath me, powerless, addicted to every second you get to admire my nylon soles. Your place is here - worshiping, silent, and grateful for this moment.

Prije 2 mjeseca/i
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Jitendra5Sharma
Jitendra5Sharma Prije 1 mjesec
Hello 
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SeanDr Prije 2 mjeseca/i
Your feet toenails bigger than Allah 🛐
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Eeedfffc Prije 2 mjeseca/i
My soul is sacrificed for the dirt on the soles of your feet, Lord.
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bertffb
bertffb Prije 2 mjeseca/i
wunderschöne Füsse
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Bicum695
Bicum695 Prije 2 mjeseca/i
you are excellent
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