Hm, what a wonderful, warm, sweaty feeling when my soft, big feet stand on your face while a latex mask lets you forget the world around it. Only my feet, my smell, my sweat are now only important. Its getting warmer and warmer! The air will be scarce and dull you will hear me laughing at you. I laugh because I love to push my beautiful feet on your face. From the top I see my red nails flash through the milky latex. I wiggle cheerfully with my toes and press them closer to your chin. My feet and ankles are becoming more humid. Now and then, I let some air flow into the mask but only because I want to see briefly how your face is completely soaked by my sweats. I giggle with joy and pleasure. Only reluctantly I give you some air again, as the latex mask now with each of your breaths pressed very close to my feet and your face.
