I'd first like to say congratulations to MILF on the birth of her beautiful baby girl last Saturday (I think)!
This isn't really a full blog--and since we don't have any readers (yet?), I don't think anyone minds.
I, personally, do not have a fetish with feet. I don't have the irrational fear of them that seems to plague the general population of men and women in America. If they're not dirty, I don't freak out. I just don't get off on them.
I'm writing this because during Inglourious Basterds, there is a scene when Hans Landa tells (the very sexy) German actress Bridget von Hammersmark to lift her foot into his lap. While the scene itself has nothing to do with the subtle eroticism that is Landa slowly pushing Hammersmark's dress from her calve and undoing the strap on her silver-studded high heel, I couldn't help but notice. It's something I would like to recreate (in my own way, of course, without doing a silly fan fiction or plagiarizing the script).
Anyway, I love Lolita about as much as MILF here does, but I won't steal her thunder. I will only mention that the narrator, Humbert Humbert, has an equally sexual fixation with Lolita's small feminine feet. The movies capitalize on her use of them to seduce and tempt her step-father--displaying them wet in the sprinklers or pampered while painting her toenails.
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