The garden is beautiful, everything starts to bloom and I walk a little through the dirt.
This is what my Hunter Boots look like afterwards. Dirty! Of course, I do not bother myself,
to clean them. For that I have you and your useless slave tongue. Come here and bend down
towards my boots. Tongue out! Start to lick carefully and slow! I hear it crunching between your teeth
and I laugh amused. You swallow the dirt in complete surrender and slobber all over my boots.
Slowly I become impatient and start to humiliate you. Like a filthy you lie on the ground.
I spit ... Show more