After an invigorating morning run, I return home, my legs craving for a soothing massage and some rest. My socks and sneakers are damp with sweat, emitting an alluring aroma.
Why don’t you come closer, and help me take off my sneakers? Inhale the enticing scent of my sweaty sneakers, and slowly peel off my stockings with your teeth. Gently wash them with your mouth, savoring the taste.
Now, take everything in, I’ll guide you, pushing it deeper down your throat. Feel the softness and pliability of my stinking feet after a long run, and give them a thorough tongue bath.
Use your tongue to its full potential, I find its softness and flexibility stimulating. Don’t be shy, you’re my personal foot masseuse, my toilet mouth, my litter bin. Go on, show me your skills.