Today, I reunite with my favorite partner after months and I am determined to make up for lost time. A rigorous face-standing in heels, showing no mercy. I promptly mount him, leaving marks and indentations on his abdomen. Soon, I shift my position to his face, crushing him with one foot while plugging his mouth with the other to muffle his moans. He behaves well, and I reward him by allowing him to remove my shoes, feeling my feet, adorned with black stockings, on him. Without shoes, it is as if I am taking a leisurely stroll, and he barely complains as I walk back and forth on his body, always pausing with my feet together on his face. Before I leave, I put my shoes back on, leaving a few more marks, and he graciously thanks me.