You love the smell and squeaking sound when my Hunter Boots rub against each other?
I will drive you further into your addiction and your Hunter Boots Fetish. On your
Knees you will crawl in front of me and rub your greedy tongue over my glossy rubber boots.
High above, sublime, I sit and watch you hustle and bustle.
My boots shine from your spit and I notice that your cock is pushing harder against
your pants. I feel merciful today and grant you to bring out your little cock.
It is already many weeks ago, that you were allowed to cum. Trapped in a castle o...

You love the smell and squeaking sound when my Hunter Boots rub against each other?
I will drive you further into your addiction and your Hunter Boots Fetish. On your
Knees you will crawl in front of me and rub your greedy tongue over my glossy rubber boots.
High above, sublime, I sit and watch you hustle and bustle.
My boots shine from your spit and I notice that your cock is pushing harder against
your pants. I feel merciful today and grant you to bring out your little cock.
It is already many weeks ago, that you were allowed to cum. Trapped in a castle of
serfdom. Your greed is immeasurable and it does not take long before your juice runs down on my hunter
boots. A proper load pours over my shining boots. Relief in your eyes
and then the shock, as I command you to lick your whole sperm off my boots.
But you do what I tell you, without any contradictions. I smile and enjoy the view