Ruik en aanbid mijn stinkende transvoeten

Nothing quite embodies smell like body hair, does it, my entire day, every smell, every step I take, every exercise in the rancid pungent smell of my feet. Most men are focused on sight, or touch, but not you.. YOU are obsessed with my smell, you want to worship the ground I walk on, or rather, you want to worship my feet as they walk. So you will worship my smelly trans, hairy feet. Thank me for giving you attention, for fulfilling your fantasy, and you can make it up to me with your obsession and your devotion and your absolute worship. Can you picture it, the slow tease as you take off my socks, and make out with my feet? So lick the sweat from the hair on my feet while I laugh, because you deserve to be laughed at. You want this? You deserve it, my little foot slut! If you want them, come and beg for them.