Now that I've gotten them properly exfoliated and made you eat My foot dust, it's time to moisturize these perfect feet. I massage globs of coconut oil into My skin, from toe to heel. I slide My fingers in between each lubed toe, wiggling and pinching. I run My hands down the wrinkled soles, and the shine of the oil makes each wrinkle dramatically clear. The shine is blinding, isn't it? When I flex, those wrinkles are like diamond ripples in a crystal morning lake. I can hear your mouth watering. Watch Me rub thick oil into every little crevice of each of My feet, talking down to you the entire time. Telling you about your own self. Describing your hopeless adoration and your inescapable fetish. Listen to the sliding sounds as I rub My soles against each other, the slick oil in between. Enjoy My effortless and devastating poses. you are too awe-struck to even remember to jerk. Perhaps you spontaneously orgasm, without even touching. I know feet..These are perfect. I know footboys...I am perfect.