Still here? Still watching like the pathetic little foot freak you are? God, you’re predictable. You’ll never get enough of my perfect soles, will you? They’re right there, so close, yet completely out of reach. You don’t e*ist to me. You’re nothing but a pathetic loser drooling over every stretch, every fle* of my flawless feet while I remain blissfully unaware. That aching, that throbbing between your legs? Pathetic. You’ll watch, obsess and ruin yourself over and over again, and I’ll still ignore you like the worthless little nothing you are. Follow me on * @BrokeForBratKat
