We are hanging out, but you are so distracted by my beauty and my feet that you can't focus. My goddess like toes, arches, heels and toenail polish overwhelm you nd you'd do anything to worship. I tell you that you can worship them, for a price. You make an offer, and after you agree to double it. After all, I am mischevious and like to have the most fun. I allow you to get up close and worship, sure, but on top of being paid, I'll also be taunting and foot slapping your face. You're unsurprised to find that it arouses you to have my attention and be allowed to be near my feet, even if it has a bratty and playful feel. I squeeze your face in between my heels, teasing you with the smell and how aroused you aare. You get so hard when I have my feet close to you, and it gets even harder not to cum on yourself when my toes are in your mouth. I'm so sweet I even tell you that you can have five minutes to cum before I'm bored. You stroke as you orship an I play with your mind bouncing between heavenly and hellian. It's an irresistable blend you didn't know you craved so badly. With your final cum countdown you feel an explosive full body orgasm, cumming on yourself and knowing you're even more addicted to my feet as a little foot slut. I command you to clean up and make good on your promise.