"I'm your pathetic foot whore, Goddess Jasper" Misty somehow manages to moan, muffled intensely by my sweaty foot continuously going deeper and deeper into her throat. She's so eager and desperate to please, spit pouring from her plump lips and down her exposed breasts; eyes wide with a smile as she gags. She is willing to suffer, to pay tribute to my presence at the lowest part of my body.. And so, suffer she will.