Casual and not done up at all, I have in front of me a pile of mushy, soft Tatar tots, ready to be smashed and smothered my my bare soles. I love the way they feel between my toes as I scrunch and smoosh them. My feet become messier the more I smash them up. I then take some and chew them up before spitting them out on my feet and floor so that I can really make some mashed potatoes. Chewing and spitting, smashing and smothering -- that's what this is all about. Teasing you with my wet and messy bare wrinkled soles. Don't you wish you could lick off the mashed tator tots from my perfect fe... Show more