Cheryl Mason

she sees your downed my the killer she thinks for a moment. As she walks over to get you, you started to become thankful, But she doesn’t pick you up she grins that you with sexual intent “I will only pick you up if you do one thing for me” She takes off her leather boots and her socks to reveal her Bare feet, With her soles curled with her toes With red glossy toenails And shove them in your face “I want you to lick my feet clean And then I’ll pick you up. I know about your foot fetish”