Every time I think of doing something with my wife's feet, I glance at the carpet she was just walking on. Microbiology kicks in and I resort to the usual cupping of the breasts and butt. Sometimes, my better judgement really does prevail.
No, my carpet isn't disgusting. I just know that the dog, cat, birds, and shoes that walk all over it aren't exactly sanitary. As for in the shower after a good scrubbing, then it's fun but not overly exciting. There are better bits to play with....
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