Taste my feet, loser!

Lady Kim Judge: Taste my feet, loser!
You’re really dying to taste my feet. I just came in, and my feet are neither washed nor smell good. You little loser, you’ll first suck the dirt off my sneakers and nibble the mud out of the tread. But don’t worry, I’ll help you out a little: I’ll spit on my dirty soles and spice things up a little for you.
You’ll also lick my dusty, musty socks. Look at my socks, how dirty and disgusting they are. I’ll give you a little present now. You’ll lick my naturally scented bare feet, you little wretch! What a lucky day for you!