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Elis Ataxxx leans back and props his feet up so you can worship them. He tells you his shoes are worn out and slowly removes them, then slings them across the room. He decides maybe his shoes weren't producing the foul odor - his disgusting socks must be where that foul stench is coming from. After all, he hasn't changed his nasty socks for a few days. He pulls the crusty socks off. MMM! Crunchy! Then, he finally sees it was his sticky, dirty, bare feet the whole time. Naturally, if he hasn't taken his socks off, he hasn't washed his feet either. He crunches his toe knuckles and allows you ...
Elis Ataxxx leans back and props his feet up so you can worship them. He tells you his shoes are worn out and slowly removes them, then slings them across the room. He decides maybe his shoes weren't producing the foul odor - his disgusting socks must be where that foul stench is coming from. After all, he hasn't changed his nasty socks for a few days. He pulls the crusty socks off. MMM! Crunchy! Then, he finally sees it was his sticky, dirty, bare feet the whole time. Naturally, if he hasn't taken his socks off, he hasn't washed his feet either. He crunches his toe knuckles and allows you ...
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