After a long day of hanging out and creating content, Tickles and I were about to turn in for the night. She mentioned how her feet were hurting and propped them up in my lap. She knew I wouldn't be able to turn down a chance to rub her feet. She starts moaning as I softly touching her soles. I squeeze her feet, rubbing her slender soles and long toes. I grab the oil next to the couch and pour it on her feet. I massage the oil into her wrinkled soles, applying just the right amount of pressure to her feet. Her moans grow loader as I caress her arches and massage the balls of her feet. There's nothing quite like a good foot rub.
