Hello there. I’ve watched you stare at me across the club for a long time. Too afraid to approach? No worries. That’s typical here. Would you like me to dance for you? I can see from the tent in your pants the answer is clearly yes. But I can tell you’re not staring at my perfect ass or gorgeous breasts. You’ve been staring at my feet the entire time. Don’t worry. I can clock a foot fetishist from a mile away. Do you want to get closer? I’ve been dancing all night, for my platform heels are nice and ripe. How much would you pay to get a nice strong whiff of my foot? How much would you pay to lick the bottom of my soft soles? Let’s find out.
