You see me at the coffee shop, you are awestruck by my feet, the way they move in my sandals, the shoes I wear. I catch you staring but I don’t mind, I know the power my feet have and have been waiting for the moment I find the right man watching my feet, the one who can’t wait to hold them, to massage them, to worship them, exactly the way I like. I know you feel the same way, I can tell by the way you ogle my feet that you’ve been searching far and wide for the perfect feet to worship, for a gorgeous receptive woman who knows the power of her feet, and enjoys you licking and sucking them ... Show more