I won't let that dirty mouth of yours anywhere near my dirty feet, but I will let you watch as this oil drips down them and cleans them up for me. It will be such a good tease for you, a reminder of my lack of use for boys like you. I want you on your knees professing your love for these feet. Admire the drops of oil sliding down to my heel, admire the grime in my wrinkles, and worship them while you obsess from afar foot boy.