Rose lounged on the bed, her red hair splayed out behind her like a fiery halo. She smirked as she watched her husband kneel before her, his eyes worshipfully fixed on her feet. “Come on, my pathetic little foot slave,” she purred, wiggling her toes. “Start kissing and licking. Show Mistress how much you love her feet.” He obediently leaned in, pressing his lips to her foot. Rose moaned, savoring the feeling of his soft mouth on her skin. “That’s it, good boy,” she panted. “Kiss every inch. Make my feet nice and wet with your spit.” He followed her command, trailing kisses along the arch of her foot and up to her toes. Rose writhed in pleasure, feeling herself getting more and more aroused. “Mmm, you’re so good at this,” she purred, reaching down to play with her clit. “I could get addicted to having a foot worshipping slut like you.” As he continued kissing and licking, Rose grabbed her husband’s hair and yanked him closer, grinding her soaked pussy against his face. “Fuck, I’m getting so wet from this,” she moaned. “Why don’t you show me what else that tongue can do? Get in there and lick my cunt like a good little slave.” He eagerly dove in, licking and slurping at her pussy. Rose threw her head back in ecstasy, fucking his face with abandon. “Yes, just like that!” she cried out. “Lick Mommy’s pussy. Make me cum all over your slutty face!” He obeyed, flicking his tongue rapidly against her clit. Rose felt her orgasm building, her hips bucking wildly against his mouth. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” she screamed. “Cum for Mommy, you pathetic foot slave!” She came hard, gushing all over his face. He lapped it up greedily, not stopping until he’d cleaned up every last drop. Rose grinned, looking down at him with satisfaction. “Good boy,” she purred. “Now get back to worshipping my feet. And make sure to drain that pathetic little cock while you do it. I want to see you cum on the floor like the true foot slut you are.”