Feet In Perfection

With a combination of fear and excitement you look up humbly. This is your allotted space, but that doesnt bother you, because you love the floor anyway, because there you are as close as possible to your ultimate object of pleasure - my feet. This bod is worth to be worshipped, but my feet are in a class of their own. This perfect arch, the velvety-soft back of my feet, the well-formed, well-groomed toes - this miracle of nature just screams to be worshipped. Nylons cover the divine legs and feet like no other garment. The perfect form is therefore almost royally presented in perfection. These feet are your new .