Such a waste! Such a nice-looking pie, trampled into a flaky, white-and-brown mess.<br/><br/>However, seeing his food all over her feet was doing something to him, making his manhood strain like a hyperactive puppy on a leash.  He eyed Harley as she sat down, one foot still in the pie tin, the other lifted and wiggling in his direction.<br/><br/>He didn't need to be told twice.  He leaned forward, taking hold of her ankle, and began to lick the chocolate and meringue yumminess from the bottom of her foot.