Samuel is back. He's seated on the counter with his black cap on, his jeans, and his shoes. He looks so effortless cool as he rubs the dust or dirt or whatever he sees on his tight jeans. Are you ready? Your foot worshipers are waiting. Yes he's ready. He shoes off his shoe soles for you. Moving them slowly while you feast your eyes on them. He removed them one by one and lets them fall to the ground with a loud plop. He's got black socks on. He lets you look at them and then quickly removes them so you can see his giant bare feet. He wipes the link off his soles and stands his giant feet u...

Samuel is back. He's seated on the counter with his black cap on, his jeans, and his shoes. He looks so effortless cool as he rubs the dust or dirt or whatever he sees on his tight jeans. Are you ready? Your foot worshipers are waiting. Yes he's ready. He shoes off his shoe soles for you. Moving them slowly while you feast your eyes on them. He removed them one by one and lets them fall to the ground with a loud plop. He's got black socks on. He lets you look at them and then quickly removes them so you can see his giant bare feet. He wipes the link off his soles and stands his giant feet up erectly. He has huge feet. You go in for a close look at his toes. They are speckled with black lint from his socks. His toenails are nicely clipped. His soles are smooth. Some parts are his feet are dry. Shall you wet them with your tongue? Bathe his soles with your tongue as you worship his Kingly Feet? He doesn't mind. He loves having his feet worshiped. He's looking at you while you're looking at his soles and toes. He knows you love his feet. Time to go now. Wave goodbye Samuel (he smiles and waves goodbye.) The end.