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Yasmine doesn’t ask—she commands. Her big, sweaty feet reek after a long, merciless day, and now it’s your turn to show some respect. No talking, no flinching—just tongue on stink. She stretches out, relaxed and amused, as you struggle to keep up with the overwhelming smell. Her size alone is intimidating, but the scent? Devastating. This is pure, no-nonsense foot domination by a woman who expects nothing less than total submission. Obey or be crushed beneath her soles.
