Elis Ataxxx props his feet up and tells you his sneakers are worn out and slowly removes them, tossing them casually across the room. He decides maybe his shoes weren't producing the foul odor - it must have been his socks, which he hasn't changed in three days. He pulls them off. MMM! Crunchy! Then, he realizes it was his bare feet, after all, that are so stinky. He pops his toe knuckles and allows you to worship his feet as he complains about the smell, arching his feet and wiggling his toes for your pleasure.

Elis Ataxxx props his feet up and tells you his sneakers are worn out and slowly removes them, tossing them casually across the room. He decides maybe his shoes weren't producing the foul odor - it must have been his socks, which he hasn't changed in three days. He pulls them off. MMM! Crunchy! Then, he realizes it was his bare feet, after all, that are so stinky. He pops his toe knuckles and allows you to worship his feet as he complains about the smell, arching his feet and wiggling his toes for your pleasure.