The first thing you think about when you wake in the morning? My perfect, beautiful feet. The last thing you think about as you drift off at night? My perfect, beautiful feet.
You are hopelessly addicted to my soles. You obsess over my long, slender toes. You constantly think about how they must smell, how the must feel. You want to lick them, suck them, massage them, sniff them. You are completely and utterly feet obsessed