Being a powerless footboy to my peachy soles is the best thing that could ever happen to you. Every crease, every wrinkle weakens you effortlessly. You ache to worship my cute red toes. You fantasize about running your tongue between each one, savoring the taste and scent of my lotion. Sensually worshipping my feet, massaging them like a Goddess deserves. I have high standards when it comes to foot boys, but I know you're so desperate to please me that you'll do a good job. Wont you, footboy?