Tony, you want me to step on these grapes, and this banana. You're watching me in anticipation. I know you want this. You want to see the mush I make from them, CRUSHED beneath my feet. Then you get to worship my feet when they are filthy with the puree of the fruit. You're my slave Tony. My little foot slave...
Tony, you want me to step on these grapes, and this banana. You're watching me in anticipation. I know you want this. You want to see the mush I make from them, CRUSHED beneath my feet. Then you get to worship my feet when they are filthy with the puree of the fruit. You're my slave Tony. My little foot slave...