Purposefully
She strides towards me purposefully - determined that I should show respect for her boots and divest them of their streetdirt with my tongue. She doesn't care if her boots taste vile - so long as they are cleaned!
After my feeble efforts, she crouches down to mock me to my face for having a mouthful of her bootmud in my oral orifice. She says I'm nothing more than a girl's bootmud-taster and that I should be ashamed.
I am.
She then turns and leaves me to rot in the dirt, with her dirt inside my menial mouth. Even her backpack appears to be gloating over me.
After my feeble efforts, she crouches down to mock me to my face for having a mouthful of her bootmud in my oral orifice. She says I'm nothing more than a girl's bootmud-taster and that I should be ashamed.
I am.
She then turns and leaves me to rot in the dirt, with her dirt inside my menial mouth. Even her backpack appears to be gloating over me.
