Varicose Veins






































Life goes on as normal all around me as I lickshine the pretty Asian girl’s boots. Nobody bats an eyelid at the sight of a bright and intelligent, young woman having her boots licked by a wizened and frightened old, public footservant like me!

Observe how even the wearer of the boots is seemingly oblivious to my public humbling! I must say, her brown leather boots smell nice, even though they taste vile. And her grey socks look truly magnificent as they tower over my humble head, hiding at least some of her varicose veins. Not that I am permitted to look at her bare legs, of course; my focus must be purely on her boots and socks!

Nevertheless, what an honour it truly is for the likes of me to be of humble service to such a perfect young woman, and to taste where she has been!


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