Casual, intimate, there's something about the mesmerizing effect of being under a woman's socks as she relaxes in her natural state. Each tiny little muscle movement excites your synapses and makes you twitch. How do they smell? Is the odor collecting in a cloud at her feet, engulfing your face? It seems like you're beneath her feet for ages... but it also feels like only a moment has passed. Before you know where you are, she begins to peel the socks off of her feet.
