Days of sweat. No laundry. No mercy. Goddess Zephy’s gym socks are soaked in dominance — filthy, damp, and reeking of power. And you? You’re the pathetic little foot bitch who lives to inhale it. She presses them to your face, smirking as you gag and worship the rank scent of her superiority. This isn’t just foot fetish — it’s total sensory humiliation.
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