Some men crumble at tits, some at ass, and some of you are powerless before feet, shoes, and toes. I know exactly how your hands twitch when you see a pretty sole, a wriggling toe, or shiny boots. Lucky for you, I’m handing you a countdown to disaster, an orgasm control ritual where every wiggle brings you closer to begging.
Follow my voice, worship the leather, kiss the toes, and obey the numbers. I’ll tease you with blue-painted toes and precise movements until your release is on my schedule. Try to resist. I dare you.