You have been craving the scent of my worn shoes at your nose. This may be your chance. You should worship if you want them. Don't be nervous, worship them right off my perfect feet and show me what you will do if I allow you to keep them. I want your tongue out and licking continuously with appreciation. I want your face buried in my smelly rubber soles as you search with your tongue for more places to lick. I've been collecting my foot funk in these sneakers for months, will you be the lucky boy to cherish and keep them forever?