Are you looking for your counterpart? Do you believe there is a girl out there that just revels in her feet being slathered and rubbed against your face, chest and balls? Do you think there is even one woman that fantasizes, in general, about her appendages being gazed upon as some sort of bonus set of sex organs? A girl who would love nothing more than her worst body part being featured in photographs that you just collect and keep in a drawer with porceline china masks and used underwear you bought online? You've come to the right place....
I just love the feeling that my feet are more important than my face, my values or my successes. I love feeling like no matter what I do, nothing is a deal breaker short of me going barefoot in the backyard. I love the feeling of weird lotions, chiffon and pageant sashes being draped dantily and caressed on my lower digits. Nothing beats knowing that there is a person out there silently undressing my feet every five minutes in their innermost fantasies.
If that person is you, please email me. Write "I'm biologically out of wack and my DNA has made me a sexual mutant" in the subject line.