My friend John is looking at you with a slight smirk and then off around the room. He is undeterred by your obsession with his feet. He's got his shoes on and they are in your face. You want to worship his feet. Oh go ahead. He will tease you some. First he removes his left shoe. You can smell his stink foot under his sock. You're worshiping them. Then he removes his other shoe, filling the room with his man foot scent. Then he removes one sock. He's got his foot in your face for you to worship. He's slowly moving his toes back and forth. Then he removes his other sock. He has both feet in ...

My friend John is looking at you with a slight smirk and then off around the room. He is undeterred by your obsession with his feet. He's got his shoes on and they are in your face. You want to worship his feet. Oh go ahead. He will tease you some. First he removes his left shoe. You can smell his stink foot under his sock. You're worshiping them. Then he removes his other shoe, filling the room with his man foot scent. Then he removes one sock. He's got his foot in your face for you to worship. He's slowly moving his toes back and forth. Then he removes his other sock. He has both feet in your face now. His feet have sock lint on them. They are not soft, delicate feet. They are the feet of a jock. He's looking at you. He knows you like it. The end.