Her Divine Feet And A Precious Gift

My slave gets to smooch and adore my feet. They are clothed in a beatiful pantyhose and taste and smell just so sweet. But thats not all of it. I tell him to lie in front of me and open his mouth widely. He is ready to receive my special gift to him: my precious spit. And after that he still gets a taste of my toes and soles. Isnt that a slaves heaven?