Of course you do

"Yes please! You have the cutest feet in your white socks. I want to see your right foot too!"

"By all means then." Sabrina lifted her right foot up off of the ground, her eyes taking on the psychic glow yet again, and her boot levitated off of her foot. The boot found its way to the ground next to the left boot, and Sabrina put her right sock covered foot on your lap, and you transition your hands to her right foot, and begin to rub. Sabrina moans in ecstasy as you do.

"Enjoying this, are you Sabrina?"

"I really am. I needed this. I owe you one for sure. I just hope that you can't smell my foot stink at all."

"Well, I can smell your feet, but I don't mind it. I don't think it smells bad at all." You reply.

"I had a feeling you would say that. I may or may not have read your mind when you first started to rub my feet, and I could tell that you were enjoying it." Sabrina's eyes lit up again, and her right boot lifted up off of the ground. It floated over to my face, the opening only inches away from me. "How does this smell to you? I've had these for quite a while."

I leaned my face in a little bit until my nose was almost touching her boot, and inhaled. "Mmmm, not too bad. Honestly though, since you can read my mind, I'm sure you can see that I kind of like feet. I'm pretty private about that though, and if you weren't able to read my mind, I probably wouldn't have said anything, but I feel comfortable telling you."

"Yes, I was able to see that. I'm glad you feel comfortable telling me. You can literally massage my feet whenever you want. I love having them rubbed."

"Well don't mind if I do!" You say, continuing with the foot massage. Sabrina floats her boot back down to the ground where she had initially picked it up with her psychic powers. "That just never fails to amaze me." You say in response to Sabrina psychically moving her boot around. You watch her use her powers, enamored by them.

"Well, maybe I can teach you. Is that something you would be interested in?"

"Omg yes! Please can you teach me?!"

"That depends on how good of a massage you give me." Sabrina says, toying with you. This motivates you to really put in some effort. That, and the fact that you really did like rubbing Sabrina's feet.

You continued to rub her right foot with both hands, generously kneading along the ball of her foot. You were curious how her socked feet smelled, but weren't sure if you wanted to ask if you could take a whiff.