I come home, complaining about My tired and sweaty feet after a long day at work. I kick off My flats and put My sexy soles in your face. I wiggle My toes as I air out My feet. I bet you want to jerk off to My feet as you imagine feeling and tasting My perfect skin. I talk to you softly and then ignore you while I catch up with My phone. I look at my phone, commenting at times on how smelly my sweaty feet are. I pay some attention to you and tease you with My perfect soles. I take some selfies and text someone way more important than a foot boy at My soles. Worship My soles, pet!