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In the quiet of his dorm, Meadita indulges his unique fetish. He kicks off his shoes, his eyes locked onto his bare feet. He runs his hands over them, his touch reverent, yet hungry. His cock, thick and veiny, stands at attention. He spits on his hand, lubing up his length before wrapping his fingers around it. He strokes, his grip firm, his rhythm steady. His feet, his sole source of pleasure, drive him closer to the edge. He groans, his body tensing as he cums, his load coating his feet, a testament to his foot fetish.