Fresh Boots

“I love to shop for fresh boots. And I do know that my heel stud enjoys it, too. When I am getting a fresh badoinkies, we have now a ritual. I fashion them for him after which we spoil them in in combination. I unclothe them off leisurely and I will screw the gaps inbetween my ft with the heel till his salami is hard and my beaver is running in rivulets raw. Then I will fellate the high-heeled slippers, one at a time and finger my beaver whilst he witnesses. Figuring out that he’s draining his shaft only for me makes me highly wild. Periodically he jizzes in my boots and I let it drench in. That approach, once I put them on, I ass sense the dried man-cream on my nude feet all day. And once I come house, I order him to his knees and let him fellate on my musky soles till they are neat.”