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Admit it, My socks own you. Tiny ankle socks hugging My feet, long socks teasing up My calves, boot socks after a long day, colorful ones driving your sock fetish wild, you think of them constantly, gooning harder than ever. Wake up obsessed, dream of sniffing them, and forget everyone else just to stroke for Me. Listen to My soft voice describing every sweaty, irresistible pair, come here, I'll let you bury your nose in them. Don't you want to spoil Me with new ones right now?