There’s always men staring at me at the gym. I don’t blame them, but I’ve been watching you watching me and I know you’re not like the rest of the horny losers gawking at me. While other men stare at my sweaty breasts or my perfect round ass in tight leggings, you’ve been staring at my feet. That’s why I invited you over because I know how to treat a pervy foot boy. I mean you didn’t even hesitate to drop to your knees and grovel at my feet the moment you walked in. Desperately dreaming of this day and proving I was 100% right about you. How long have you lusted for my nasty gym shoes? They used to be bright and white, but are now stained from all my foot sweat like that wet spot on your pants from you oozing precum. I demand you to lick the bottoms so you can truly worship the ground I walk on. What’s even better is I always workout barefoot in my gym sneakers. Just imagine sniffing the insides of my gross shoes, chewing on my moist sweaty insoles, and taste the lingering stank from my smelly sneakers on my pretty bare feet.