Olavo got curious about the search post I made on social media. He reached out because he needed some cash to buy weed, so I offered him the money and the weed together to record with me and let me enjoy. He sent me 2 photos of his feet via messages, and I was already excited—they looked well-maintained, meaty, and I was dying to try them.
 
He came the next day right after work. He brought two pairs of socks and even laughed at me while putting on the second pair. The foot odor was moderate but perfect—it suited him. His long toes, just as I imagined, and the care he took while looking at me, shocked, as I forced his feet down my throat. Of course, right before he left, I already scheduled the next session without recording. I needed to feel those big feet even better.