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I tease you with my filthy soles, caked in thick backyard dirt and mud. Then I spread my legs and unleash a hot golden flood all over the ground. I step right into my warm, fresh piss puddle, squishing it between my toes, sliding my soaked, dirty feet through the mess, rubbing them together until they’re glistening with piss and grime. Finally, I lift my nasty, dripping-wet soles to the camera, wiggling my filthy toes, flexing the piss-soaked arches, pressing them together so you see every drop and speck clinging to my ruined feet.