You're such a little freak, and I know just how to push your buttons. I know what makes you tick, and I know the thought of my dirty socks makes your dick twitch. You can't take your eyes off them no matter how much I laugh at you and tease you for being so addicted to me. Can you handle the stench of my dirty, stinky, gym socks in your face? How about when I cram them down your throat?