You want to be my little bitch and what you wouldn't do to crawl on over here on my command to sniff my socks. Imagine these socks that have collected all of my sweat pressed up against your face. My stinky toes lingering across your nose you to inhale nothing but my goodness. And then to drop my toes just a bit lower over your mouth, demanding a kiss from you. Imagine that, foot boy. How can you possibly resist all this? You can't.

You want to be my little bitch and what you wouldn't do to crawl on over here on my command to sniff my socks. Imagine these socks that have collected all of my sweat pressed up against your face. My stinky toes lingering across your nose you to inhale nothing but my goodness. And then to drop my toes just a bit lower over your mouth, demanding a kiss from you. Imagine that, foot boy. How can you possibly resist all this? You can't.