Uctívej moje špinavé a páchnoucí modré ponožky od bohyně Chy Latte

you keep coming back. Why? Is it My socks, My Dominance, My confidence or all of the above? you're willing to get down on your knees and love on My socks to please Me. Well, keep it up! These blue socks (dirty blue now) are so old that the bottoms are now an almost filthy black. These socks smell like corn chips and sweat. It's disgusting! Yet, here you are wanting more. Keep sniffing and keep rubbing My feet in these nasty, gross socks because it pleases Me to watch you doing something so simple, yet so vile.