You're obsessed with my feet. So obsessed, in fact, that you can't get enough of jerking to them. My soles make you so hard and every time you see them, your dick is in your hand and you're mindlessly stroking. I've decided you're done with that today. Instead, you're going to use your jerk off hand to count the wrinkles on each of my soles and send me a corresponding tribute depending on the number you count. For example, if you count 25, you send $25. Fuck your worthless orgasm. This is the only proper way to acknowledge my perfect feet.