I’m getting more and more inquiries for foot photos and ONLY foot photos. I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to get a few taken to appease the instep junkies.  These phone sex callers will take any punishment from My feet. From using their bodies as a bath rug when I step out of the shower to trampling them while I run for the phone to answer another foot fetish call.  One foot boy I love talking to likes it when I take other calls while he is listening.  This prompts the chaching button and he tributes. One time I had this guy over for the weekend and the foot boy called. This was a good time to fuck the boy while I was on phone.  This prompted the chaching button several times…sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet!

vodka terry is calling because his ass has healed up and is ready for more spanking. he is taking a very long time because I think he’s hitting the vodka as I type.  he didnt make it in chastity…the phone chimes…yep.

Too drunk to fuck but stroking away and developing more bruises on that butt.  The spanking fetish comes from a very early experience, and has lingered for Me to play with it.  Too drunk to fuck is actually a song I like by “The Dead Kennedys” and terry boy sometimes climbs to these heights diving into the “abyss of muttering” off of the vodka diving board.

Early examples of “Too drunk to fuck” is a hard core punk band from San Francisco called “Fluff Grrl”.  These dudes were skaters and bike messengers with the shittiest equipment imaginable. The lead singer, Bob was always drunk on absolutely anything.  The Covered Wagon in SOMA had them one Sunday. Good old Bob was fucked up and set his pubic hair on fire…niiiiiiiice Bob, but that wasn’t half as scary as the GG Allin show that year…those were the days!

No sissies for a day! Where are the sissies.  The best sissies are the ones in pink cock cages.  Maybe tomorrow. Well, time for “Moonlight” and some pop corn!

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