Her old trainers have trapped heat, sweat, and raw foot scent all day—now she’s peeling them off to unleash it on you. Her big feet are damp, salty, and radiating a thick, intoxicating stink that hits you the second the shoes come off. Every wrinkle of her soles carries the taste of hours spent inside those worn trainers, and she knows you’ll lick, sniff, and worship until you’ve had your fill of her sweaty dominance.
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