Feet have always inspired the deepest depravity in you. For as long as you can remember, the mere sight of a bare foot is enough to cancel out any sense, any logical thought, and any distraction. It’s a tiring way to live, constantly worried your arousal will be triggered by a passerby in sandals. So I’ve crafted a foot worship session for you to enjoy without descending into a horny state of madness. I’ve censored your greatest triggers for your safety - you’re free to goon without consequence.