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Here you are lamenting over the perfection that is my toes, but you are just another mouth breathing foot bitch. Look at them, soaked in golden bath water, sparklikng, beckoning you to worship them. Maddening isnt it, to be so close, yet so unworthy. It is no lie that I expect upmost devotion from anyone who dares to even dream of wrapping their lips around those perfect piggies. No falsed worshippers will ever be allowed at the temple of this Goddess.

Admittedly, I am beguiled by your weakness, it amuses me. This is why, thoough you are not of the caliber...

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Here you are lamenting over the perfection that is my toes, but you are just another mouth breathing foot bitch. Look at them, soaked in golden bath water, sparklikng, beckoning you to worship them. Maddening isnt it, to be so close, yet so unworthy. It is no lie that I expect upmost devotion from anyone who dares to even dream of wrapping their lips around those perfect piggies. No falsed worshippers will ever be allowed at the temple of this Goddess.

Admittedly, I am beguiled by your weakness, it amuses me. This is why, thoough you are not of the caliber to keep my company, I allow you to stare, and gawk. Feast your eyes on these dext little buds, wiggling and scrunching in your face, the glistening water streaming down my arches, Exhilirating. Now stroke to my command. You wont get to come, but I want to see you ache with desparation when I send you off to procure further support for your piteous pretense at worthyness.