Pleasing A Late-Night Customer Mistress

 I endeavour to please a slightly inebriated, late-night customer by praising her boots and socks

She ambles towards me - bottle in hand

She stops to mock me, asking me how I like her boots and socks? I tell her I like them very much...

...and she kindly stretches forth her left boot to my face for me to kiss-respect...

...swiftly followed by her right boot!

The customer-mistress then takes a swig of her beer...

...leaving my menial mouth tasting her musty-smelling bootleather!

I do admire her boots, though...

...and her socks!

Socks that will, no doubt, have been on her feet all day inside those black leather boots!

I particularly admire the rim of the sock...

...as the white, calf-length sock towers over my humble head!

The customer-mistress giggles. I am pleasing her - and must continue to do so, by repeatedly kissing her boots!


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