This fragrance my shoes exude when I take them off. This smell, when I press you my sweaty socks into your loserface and then you breathe deeply as if you had never smelled something better in your wretched life.

While you wash my socks in your mouth, I'll also press my feet in your face, it will be a true scent pleasure for you.

You would do anything, whether my shoes lick clean or wash my socks in your mouth.

Because I demand it of you and you losers find it hot, if I command you what you have to do with my scent socks.

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