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Lucy can’t resist the overpowering aroma of sweaty socks and unwashed feet. Pressing her face deep into the damp fabric, she inhales every musky breath like it’s her addiction. The socks are soaked, clinging to the heat of her mistress’s soles, and the scent is thick, sharp, and intoxicating. From sniffing the filthy cotton to worshipping the bare, stinky feet beneath, Lucy is completely lost in her submissive obsession. This is pure, scent‑driven foot fetish bliss.
