Apparently, I told Faith I'd help her prepare for a wrestling custom order that she needed to shoot later on that day. I was trying to finish reading the newspaper though, when she was ready to start practicing. She decides to appeal to the foot fetishist in me, however, is that a match for my ability to fixate on one task at a time.

Foot tease, ignore, toe spreading, wrinkled soles, and eventual foot worship in this one.