I just got done walking in the park and as I finish my phone conversation and start my car I can't help but notice you, a tiny little excuse for a man, trying to hide underneath the pedals of my car.
I don't have time for this! But you know, because I'm such a gracious being, I'll humor your desire to be stomped by my perfect size 7s!
I first give you a go with my Keds, then remove them and make you smell my sweet sweaty socks, only to give you the barefoot ending crave.