The truth is, the soles of your feet are the most honest. Ingalls' confession: the sound of the leather flexing as her ankles are fixed makes her hot! (4K) [260531_06]

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Product number： 260531_06
Star： インガルス
Series： ボンデージフェチ BDSMフェチ 外国人女性 タトゥーフェチ ピアスフェチ ムチ打ちフェチ
Dealers: Japan Fetish Fusion ****
File: mp4
Replay time: About 11 minute
審査： 知的財産振興協会（IPPA）

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* This work is fictional, and all persons appearing in it were 18 years of age or older and were filmed with their consent.

Hey, just one thing
Can I confess my feelings?

You see, the soles of my feet
She's the most honest.

The chain that connects the red shackles
It made a small tinkling sound.
The ankle gently lifts.

On the bare soles of my feet
The lighting softened.
The whiteness of her skin stands out.
My legs are pretty, aren't they?

The color of the red belt
It stands out clearly against the pale skin
It's gradually being tinged with a faint pink of cherry blossoms.

The sound of a leather belt bending.
Each time it pops
The warmth spreads gradually.

Listen, can you hear me?
Between pachinko
My sighs escape.
It's low, hot, and making me shiver.

The cool feel of rubber,
The warmth of a large hand,
They all touch me at different temperatures.

Strong fingertips
Every time I grab my heel
My back feels like it's floating.

The ticklish feeling
Before I knew it, I was numb with sweetness
My breathing is becoming ragged.

The leather slips on the arch of my foot.
The toes curl up tightly.
The soles of my feet have nowhere to escape
It's trembling uncontrollably.

Does it hurt, or does it feel good?
I don't even know anymore
My mind is turning white and melting away.

Even if your hair falls on your cheek
I don't even have the means to pay.

The heat trapped in the closed room,
Even the smell of my own breath.
You can see everything.

Actually,
Please don't look away.
From the tips of my toes
It's melting away.

The rest of me
With your eyes
You want to find out, right?

Even after watching it
The heat that lingers
We should be able to enjoy it together.

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