Hello there Goddess,

You’re my teacher and it’s the last day of school before summer break, you’re wearing your brown riding boots. You dismiss the class but hold me back. You’ve noticed I’ve been always looking at your boots all school year and decide to finally put me in my spot, under your boots, were I’m to serve and lick the bottom on your boots and polish them with my tongue. Since you don’t ever wear socks which makes them so hot, moist and sweaty for me so I can smell the insides and then worship your feet. You insist I go to summer school. I must do this or I won’t graduat...

Hello there Goddess,

You’re my teacher and it’s the last day of school before summer break, you’re wearing your brown riding boots. You dismiss the class but hold me back. You’ve noticed I’ve been always looking at your boots all school year and decide to finally put me in my spot, under your boots, were I’m to serve and lick the bottom on your boots and polish them with my tongue. Since you don’t ever wear socks which makes them so hot, moist and sweaty for me so I can smell the insides and then worship your feet. You insist I go to summer school. I must do this or I won’t graduate without your grade, you use this and take full advantage of me being your boot slave.

Thank you