It's such a hot day and you've been begging me to let you drink spit from my mouth. You hardly deserve to catch spit from my toes. I decided to make a deal with you, you do a good job cleaning my flip flops, and maybe I'll let you lick all the spit you want from my pedicured toes. With my feet as a reward you put your measly tongue right to work. You become absolutely exhausted but you dare not stop until I tell you. In the end all you can do is stare mouth agape as I taunt you with my gorgeous soles. There's nothing you won't do for my feet....a promise of being able to lick...sniff....or... Show more