Join Miss Amy and me as we indulge in some serious dirtiness, filling a bag with mud from outside to dirty our naked feet. Our laughing stock, whom we summon to the room, can’t resist the sight of our filthy soles and quickly gets down on all fours to begin licking our mud-covered feet. He starts with Miss Amy’s feet, meticulously cleaning every last bit of mud, even the tiniest fuzz, as if he’s never experienced anything so satisfying before.
I’ve got a brilliant idea – why not teach him the language of pigs? He takes to it like a natural, grunting and squealing like a true professional! Are you curious about tasting our delicious feet too? There’s no hiding that bulge in your pants! Start with my feet and then move on to Miss Amy’s, which our little pig has prepared especially for you, you filthy, horny skunk!