Crawl Closer: Karen Havary's Deep Feet for Verinha, You're Next
I see where your eyes go. Straight to my feet. I'm Karen Havary, and today my soft bare soles belong to Verinha. I sit back in my blue chair in black latex, slip off my heels and let her crawl to me across the wooden floor. Then I slide my toes deep into her mouth, one foot, then the other, and she sucks them like a treasure. She adores my feet. I adore watching her worship them. You want to be down there, don't you? Crawl closer. You're next.