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It's Toesday and My tiny toes are waiting for your worship. Every single one demands your attention, so delicate, so irresistible, you can't help but want to wrap your lips around them. I see your eyes locked on My painted nails, the curve of My toe rings, the soft tops begging to be kissed. Don't just stare, open wide, let Me slide them past your lips, and deep throat every inch of My perfect toes.