Foot content
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I hope you like the pictures, have fun w**xen ❤️💋
Diary of Hotmami
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more than 3 month ago
Hotmami writes a new entry in the diary
Save the Date 23.6.2025
Who wants to listen to me m*****bating next week đź’‹
more than 3 month ago
Hotmami publishes a new
gallery with 4 pictures
more than 3 month ago
Hotmami writes a new entry in the diary
Cafe
Your eyes met in the semi-darkness of the café – a silent promise. For weeks, they stole moments, between shadows and silence. No tomorrow, only now. Their f****rs brushed against each other as they passed, fleetingly, burning. No word about tomorrow. Only a last kiss – secretly, bittersweet, like the scent of rain.
more than 3 month ago
Hotmami publishes a new
gallery with 3 pictures
The big feet
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Here you get the first foot pictures. I will of course react to feedback and wish you đź’‹
more than 3 month ago
Hotmami publishes a new
gallery with 3 pictures
legs
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Here you can see big, thick legs, I hope they meet your wishes đź’‹
more than 3 month ago
Hotmami writes a new entry in the diary
New content
I would like to delve deeper into foot/leg fetishism soon and need your help. What do you want? I'm looking forward to your answers.
more than 3 month ago
Hotmami writes a new entry in the diary
Hotel room
In the twilight of the hotel room, she stood at the window, wrapped in nothing but a silken cloth. His hands found their way across her back, slowly, demandingly. A kiss on her neck made her shiver. Their bodies moved as if in a dance – a silent conversation of heat and desire. The rain outside drummed softly, while inside every drop of longing fell on their skin. With a quiet sigh, she turned to him, her lips found his – and the night began.
more than 3 month ago
Hotmami writes a new entry in the diary
After closing time
She had just closed the coffeeshop when he grabbed her from behind. "You forgot something," he whispered – his hand already under her skirt.
She gasped, leaned against the counter as his f****rs found what she had been longing for all day. No small talk, just heat, breath, the quiet clinking of a cup as he took her deep – fast, dirty, just as she wanted.
The shop had long been closed. But she – wide open
