BootedYeen's Sock Stash

Ey, anyone home? Bwahah. Keep up the struggling, dweeb. I'm far from being done with you. Have my hot, sweaty, stinking socks overpowered you already? Oh, do give into them. I wanna hear you snort up those soles before I bury you underneath them for round two ~

Here goes, dork ~ I'm gonna scrub each socked foot on either side of your face. Grunt and resist all you want, these aren't coming off until your face stinks as bad as the insoles of my shoes, bwahah. Who knows, maybe I'll cut you some slack if I hear you sniffing loud enough..

Give it a good look and show some respect, loser. See all that matted, filthy, sweat-soaked fabric? Oh, I'm gonna enjoy wiping and stomping all that filth into your face. That shit's gonna feel like engine grease on your cheeks ~ good luck washing it out, bwahah.

What's with the stare, twerp? You could smell easy mode's over, almost gagging while huffin' that kick, bwahah. I'll let ya kiss the right sock goodbye, then you're getting smothered by the left one. I'd say hold yer breath, but I'll make you sniff that rancid thing heel to toe either way ~

Enough fuckin' around, chump. Take a big, deep sniff of my sneaker. Tell me if it smells like half a year of wear on that puppy. Burns, doesn't it? Get all that nasty stink into your lungs. Hold it in. Get yer money's worth. And don't worry, I'll make you chew out that filthy insole soon enough..

Kiss my stinkin' toes, dweeb. Give each and every one a fat smooch. Afterward, you can suck out the nasty-ass sweat that's trapped in that fabric. Get it all over your lips and tongue. Hope you like the taste of unwashed socks and ripe footsweat, 'cause you'll be tasting it for a while, bwahah.

Pff, you're such a fucking dork, you didn't even resist being pushed into the dirt by a half-year old, stinking, sweat-soaked sock. Guess you finally know your place, huh? Might as well start snorting away then, like the pathetic dweeb you are ~

Lean that head up and kiss my toes, loser. Get your dork lips wet with my nasty footsweat. Oh, your face is gonna REEK of my socks when I'm done with you ~ Bet yer bf's gonna smell it when he leans in for a kiss. Gonna tell him he's tasting my socks on your lips when you get back to him? Bwahah!

Thaaat's it, dork. Keep huffing that stink. I wanna feel your nose up against my sweaty toes and I wanna hear you taking some big sniffs down there. Just try not to cream your pants from just sniffing..

Oh man, these fucking reek. Go on. Sniff that sock, pig. I wasn't kidding when I said they were baking in the sun for 5 hours. I don't give a shit if it's too strong for you. If you don't wanna end up with that dirty sock in your mouth and your face in my hot, sweaty kicks, you better do as I say.

Coulda done a better job on the cleaning I guess. Eh, whatever. If this were your first rodeo I'd say last chance to back out, but I guess you already know what's coming. Hope you're ready for the plume of foot stink you're about to sniff..

Aight dumbass, you know how this goes. Start worshipping and kissing these kicks and I'll let you take 'em off in a bit. Just make sure to work that tongue and give those soles a good clean..

Welp, money checks out, loser. Guess you bought yourself another two hours. Suppose you can start by kissing the tip of that sneak. Just don't make that boyfriend of yours too jealous, bwahah.

Keep quiet while I'm counting out my fee, bwahah. Told you that you'd have to pay up this time around. Though I figure a dork like you won't have a use for that kinda money anyway. Licking those dirty soles is free, by the way..

Well well, if it ain't my favorite shoe-kissing dork. Figured you'd be back. Guess there's just nothing quite like the stank of these kicks after they've been baking in the sun for five hours, right?

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Ah, before I'm going.. you're kissing that heel, dweeb. On your knees, hold that kick with your hands and start kissing that dirty sole 'til it shines with your spit. I wanna hear you smooch it harder than you smooch your boyfriend, got it? Go on then. Humiliate yourself for me, loser ~

Guess the only thing you're good for is to be stepped on after all. Oh well. Well perv, time's almost up. Guess I'm leaving you with a juicy, stinking imprint of my sock on your face. Guess you can whip up an extra 50 for that when I'll be seeing your pathetic ass again in a week or so, lmao.

Go on, dweeb. I wanna feel your lips press up against my toes. Suck that nasty-ass footsweat out of that sock like the degenerate you are. Afterward you can hold that tongue out so I can drag that filthy sock all over it. And yer doormat of a face, I guess.

Enjoying the view, dork? Who knows, maybe you'll get used to it if you keep paying to sniff my nasty socks, bwahah. Guess you won't get used to the smell though ~ Yeah I know they're bad. That's why you're the one huffing 'em, not me, pff. Maybe you should kiss my toes, show some appreciation..