I only picked you up off the street and invited you back to my place because believe it or not, I know exactly how to handle foot perverts like you. I know you’re completely harmless once I dangle my pretty little feet in front of your face. You go weak and silly, waiting obediently for the opportunity to worship. And guess what, I’m a ‘boner’fied foot fetish model too!
And because you are just some random off the street who I caught perving, you don’t get to kiss or worship my feet. You stare as I tease you, learning your lesson. You want intimacy, you impress me and earn it.