You would rather lick my oily feet for the rest of your life, forever, than to married to your regular boring wife. After worshiping my feet for so long, you're starting to compare my feet to her. You are starting to fall in love with my ebony soles and white toes, all behind wifey's back. She has no idea that you're sneaking off at night jerking off to the sent of my old, worn shoes and smelly socks. It's always been my toes over wifey. Now, you're even more obsessed with me.