You should truly feel honored that I am allowing you to worship my feet. Just look at their perfect hour glass shape. Their meaty, thick soles, so full of wrinkles and fine lines. I cross my feet at my ankles so you can see the arches of my soles. Then I place them together for you to get a face full of perfection. It's YOUR job to worship them. I spread my toes wide for you to clean in between each toe, one at a time. I scrunch up my toes telling you how I would pinch you nose and face with them. If you don't do your job correctly, I threaten you, saying and showing how I would stuff my f... Show more