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The allure of his own scent drives him wild. He worships his feet, each toe, every wrinkle, the rough texture of his heels. His strokes become quicker, more urgent, as he imagines the scent of his feet filling the room, a powerful aphrodisiac. He groans, his body tensing as he releases, his essence mingling with the smell that first ignited his passion.