Фут-февер в одиночестве

My feet are the only thing you can think about since you find them, you don't know why, but you love this addiction. You love them! Imagining their softness you get up every day, you work hard to give them the fruit of your forehead, you jerk off in front of the screen every time you see them, not seeing boobs, not seeing asses, not seeing vaginas, not porn, just my feet...You know you don't need anything else in life, you only live to imagine them on your face, under their shadow, squeezing you like the little man you are in front of them, each toe, sole, fucking your throat, kissing them and inhaling the subtle smell of sweat and the varnish of the freshly painted nails. You are alone, you don't need anyone else, my feet feed your kink, are your friend, your lover, and your sin.