I've got a thing for my old vintage hunter wellies. There's something about the feel of my feet in warm water, sloshing about, encased by the worn rubber, that really gets me going. I mean, these boots have been around the block a few times - being nearly 20 years old, who knows how many other women have worn them before me?

It's not just the sensation of the water, it's the history behind the boots. I can imagine all the other girls who've worn them, doing who knows what in them. It's a pretty hot thought, to be honest.
Anyway, that's my thing. What do you think?

I've got a thing for my old vintage hunter wellies. There's something about the feel of my feet in warm water, sloshing about, encased by the worn rubber, that really gets me going. I mean, these boots have been around the block a few times - being nearly 20 years old, who knows how many other women have worn them before me?

It's not just the sensation of the water, it's the history behind the boots. I can imagine all the other girls who've worn them, doing who knows what in them. It's a pretty hot thought, to be honest.
Anyway, that's my thing. What do you think?