The consummate foot model returns with yet another scintillating script, carried off with absolutely devastating aplomb. How Miss Anderssen manages to get inside the head of a randy young foot lover and blow the lid on his deepest desires is one of life's beautiful mysteries. (How she manages to make a demand to 'wank' one's cock in front of her sound utterly reasonable is another.) This video is meant to be savoured. The setting of the scene is delightful, the sexual tension so completely believable. Never in my life have I wanted to be transported so badly to a bed and breakfast. Once the young lodger's stomach lurches (and honestly, whose wouldn't?) at the sight of his landlady's phenomenal expanse of wrinkled pantyhose, she knows full well how best to winkle the rent out of him in the coming weeks (though with this type of arrangement I'm sure it would be an adolescent halcyon staying on much longer). There is intimacy and play in this setup. Closed in the room, the rest of the house folk unaware of this moment, the super-arched, balletic proffering of soles belonging to the most proper of English landladies suddenly pressed into his gawping, disbelieving mug, his heart thuds violently. What makes Miss Anderssen's scripts different is the manner in which they sound like spur of the moment inspirations, one after another occurring by virtue of her gentle, elegant persuasiveness. This is masterful foot fetish material; I cannot recommend it highly enough.