You like my feet, strudel? Do you fantasize about how sweaty such big feet must get? I've always wanted a little footboy like you to dote on me. Rub my feet... like them clean... let me use your face as a towel to wipe the sweat from my perfectly wrinkled soles. Its funny how similar our fantasies are! I'd LOVE to see you on your knees, hands behind your back and mouth upon my feet, worshiping at my altar. Yum!