"come one man, we need more pics and more stories. dont let us hanging like this :d"
Part of doing this is for me, but the other half is for the FANS like you Mr. White; cheering me on as I slash and thrash my way through entire classes of riding boot-clad princesses that allow me to truly have my fantasies cum true on a regular basis....
Alas, now where was I?
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My little heart fluttered with the butterflies before I popped the big question. Thoughts raced in and and out of my now leather-clouded brain. "How amazing would it be to sniff and slurp this tight little Pussy's fukk boots while grasping her lightweight coltish calves in my hand???"
"What's that leather gonna smell like???"
"What's that leather gonna taste like?"
"How much sick pleasure is she going to tolerate?"
"'Scuze me... miss", I declared out of the semi-darkness behind Hannah and her little bitty big bad brown leather pussy-boots (Here pussy, pussy, pussy...)..............
She turned around and looked the kind of good girl that does equestrienne riding in her free time; but really rides to get geared up in some AMAZING boots and get her pussy real wet in the broken in saddle after riding real hard! So tall, beautiful, and blonde with a sexy pair of glasses. Like some hot, young trim that lives next-door to your house and all you've ever dreamed of is putting her pussy-stained panties on your face and fucking her entire wardrobe of skinny jeans and whore bootz.
"I said, blah, blah, blah" thinking this one could sniff me out, but alas the BIG DUMMY said OK! We walked together in the night but all i could do was look down in awe of these boots on these fresh, tall, young coltish legs. I decided to take her to the steps to get down to biznazz and boy, did we...
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I took her to the dark steps, but there was plenty commotion going on around us that she figured there was nothing to worry about. I didn't even care if anyone saw, me I had wanted to chow down on some lace up boots like this for quite awhile got right into the action. As soon as she saw me spit the first load all over those lace and eyelets she knew LEEBAD was gonna be trouble! I sniffed that leather and cradled those soft, broken-in denim clad legs while cleaning EVERY INCH of those two boots with my tongue; she barely said anything the whole 5 minutes.
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I lifted her legs like they were chopsticks, she was so young and petite. I manipulated her legs however I saw fit and controlled her while doing so. I know she defintely had to get wet once I went to the insides of each boot leg and spat, sniffed, and stroked my tongue so ever-blissfully, and very close to that purring pussy. Swinging her around and jumping to the next boot and gathered all of my remaining spit and blasted her right Puzzy Boot with a huge load. I then sucked it up obscenely, just to get a reaction out of her and to also remind her LEE BOY was in control. Finally she asked if I was almost done, and then that's when I took the pics and watched her sexy , skinny jeans clad pussy walk away shining like gold in the well-lit night sky.
Just like the other BOOT WHORES I've Van-dammaged over the years, I bet she'll never forget the name LEE BOY!!