Confronted by my suspicions, you eagerly admit your foot fetish. You eagerly lick and worship my feet, leading to a steamy footjob that leaves you satisfied and me in control.

I've caught you staring at my feet a little too often, and I'm starting to think you have a fetish for them. But that's okay, because I'm more than willing to indulge your little quirk. Watching you lick and suck on my toes is a sight to behold. The way you savor every inch of my foot, your tongue tracing the curves and crevices, is a testament to your dedication. And when you finally wrap your lips around my heel, I can't help but moan in pleasure. The sensation of your mouth on my foot, the way you tease and tantalize me, is beyond anything I've ever experienced. So, go ahead, continue your worship, because I'm more than happy to be your foot goddess.