Feet

I'm very lucky. Two feet together. Normally the tend to wander about and confuse the issue. I'm not sure in what position they're supposed to be. But I like the way they're stopping the chair from bouncing up and down. I gather it's something to do with feminine modesty. They look so evenly matched this way that I can't find fault with either of them. But I guess a clearer view of the toes would be a bit of a turn on for those

suffering from foot fetish. Trouble is, there's nowhere to put my foot. Maybe if I just ease it between those lovely legs, I could take satisfaction that I'm doing them properly. I take pride in entering the world of deep seated imagination. It gives me an inner sense of joy.

But my wives have no sense of imagination. Sweet and sour pork?

Give me five minutes more in those charms.