I dont blame you for wanting to worship my feet

I knew you were staring at my perfect feet. Although I can't blame you. I mean, they're beautiful.

Look at my perfect pedicured toes. Spread them apart. Sexy soles. Look at that scrunch.

I know, they're a perfect size 9. Silky smooth, nice and pink. Pretty much perfect feet.

I know you dream about them. I know you want to just rub my feet, kiss my feet, come all over my feet, anything to do with my feet.

Look at them.