*Nancy Sinatra – These Boots Are Made For Walkin' plays* Only kidding! Well... sorta... I caught you basking in the aroma of my boots. I didn't say anything at the time, because I wanted to see what exactly you were doing. But I knew as soon as you buried your nose deep into my Doc's that you were crazy for my stench! My little foot bitch! Hah! And you're soo excited and desperate to have MORE! You crave to serve my feet. So let's see if you can impress me! I'll give you the opportunity of a lifetime: clean both of my filthy boots, breathe in my smelly aroma as I kick off my boots and reveal my ankle socks, feel my moist soles and even suck my toes as I cram them into your mouth. You're going to serve this goddess properly! And I'll walk your pathetic self through it all! If you do a good job... I'll reward you! Seems to be your lucky day!
