NataÂ’s feet are sweating today after a day outside. In the beginning I sniff her sweaty socks, kiss and lick them. The smell of sweat was strong and salty. Then I sniffed and worshiped NataÂ’s bare feet and she decided to light a cigarette. Shaking the ashes into my mouth, she humiliated me even more as she wanted. I think I did my job very well since after me, Natas feet and soles were clean.
