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I think you want my feet for dessert, baby. You see that cherry pie? Well, you're gonna have to reimburse me for that, sweetie. That's eight dollars. Now send. Do it now, Pookie. Send me that eight dollars. Oh, you're so good. Now I'm taking my shoes off. Very slowly. And I've stuck my tippy toes right on top of the pie. You can't wait, can you? I think you should send me another five just to tease you. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Good boy. And I've just sunk my toes in that cherry pie filling. You see me wiggling my toes all in that pie? Look at my toes just covered in cherry pie. You want to lick it, don't you? I know you do. I can see you slobbering, salivating to get my eleven wide feet covered in that cherry goodness all in your mouth. Send ten. Do it now, baby. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Don't keep me waiting. I want my foot in your mouth. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Oh, it tickles. You're tickling me. You like the wiggling of my toes in your mouth. You bad boy. But you're a good boy too, aren't you? Oh, it feels good. Does it taste good, baby? That cherry pie filling between my toes. Oh, you're licking it clean. So good. So good. Ah. Fifteen more, baby. As you work my soles and my arch. Fifteen more. Send. Send. Send. Fifteen. Ah. Fourteen. Thirteen. Twelve. Oh my. Eleven. Ten. Nine. Eight. Send. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Ah, it feels so good. It feels so good. You're doing such a good job of licking that clean, baby. You're my good little foot boy, aren't you? Oh, you want more? You need more. I need more too. Twenty. Send twenty. Stick my heel in your mouth and send twenty. Uh-huh, I see you. I see the desperation in your eyes. I feel the slobber coming down my ankle. Work my ankle too, baby, and the tops of my feet. Twenty. Nineteen. Eighteen. Lick that cherry up. Seventeen. Sixteen. Fifteen. Fourteen. Harder. Thirteen. Twelve. Eleven. Ten. Send. Nine. Ten. Six. Send. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Yes! Yes!