Watch me slip into a daydream as my own voice echoing in my mind drops me into a deep trance. Mindless and obedient to the voice in my mind, the daydream takes on a life of its own. Is it manifesting my deeply buried subconcious desires? The voice encourages me to get comfortable, to remove my shoes, my socks, and to free my perfect feet. It feels so good to wiggle my toes, it turns me on. Still deeply mesmerized, I remove my top, my panties and play with my feet and my pussy as the dreamy voice takes me deeper and deeper into pleasure and bliss. When I finally awaken, I'm disoriented and a little confused. How could a daydream become that powerful? It's just a daydream... right?