Ready to play? Sit down and keep your eyes locked on my feet. Every time I scrunch, you’ll count the wrinkles, every time I relax, you’ll stroke for me. My oiled soles glisten, my toe rings sparkle, and you know you’re helpless under their spell. I keep you stroking to my rhythm, teasing you closer, making you beg… only to leave you aching, denied, and desperate for more.