A goody for all footfriends and socks-fetishists: One of my dumbasses got a very exotic feast from me. It considers a worn stinky sock and a glass of delicious godddess nectar. Unfortunately this little greedy pig has filled up his hamster cheeks so much he didnt get after with swallowing. So I have pushed this stinky little portion down his throat with a toilet brush. Are you hungry anymore?
