On the ground, now. That's where you belong - beneath me, worshiping my perfect feet. I know you find them irresistible. I can tell that you're barely holding onto your mind. It's okay, let it go. Get that mouth and nose here, on my feet. Don't hold back, there's no point to that. You'd just end up thinking about them for the rest of the day anyway... Throbbing. Drooling. Might as well indulge.