My early morning feet wanted to tease. I sit smoke, wiggle and scrunch my toes, showing off my beautiful creased soles. You are taunted that you are not here in front of me and all you get to do is look. Telling you just how I like my feet to be worshipped. Making you pretend to smell and kiss them through the screen. What a shame you're not here.

My early morning feet wanted to tease. I sit smoke, wiggle and scrunch my toes, showing off my beautiful creased soles. You are taunted that you are not here in front of me and all you get to do is look. Telling you just how I like my feet to be worshipped. Making you pretend to smell and kiss them through the screen. What a shame you're not here.