Ноги дражняться в лісі в рваних і спітнілих чорних нейлонових шкарпетках

Walking through the spring forest, I climbed a mountain, sat down on a stone, and took off my sneakers to give my feet a little rest. I wiggle my toes in sheer black nylon sweaty socks. Mmm, they smell delicious. Nylon socks are not new anymore and this is not the first time I go hiking in them, so they are not only soaked in the delicious aroma of my feet but also torn. Enjoy this exciting close-up video of my nylon toes wiggling in nature.