Ornamental Bootboy
I am just this stranger's bootboy - fit only to kiss her BOOTS!
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| I am an ornamental bootboy, located in a public garden |
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| Anyone is welcome to stop and have me kiss their BOOTS |
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| Here you see me kissing the BOOTS of a fabulous young woman, beneath her SOCKS! |
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| I humbly study the ornate STITCHING in her BOOTS |
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| As well as the CREASES! |
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| When she switches her BOOTED FEET in front of my face, I angle my humble head to ensure my lowly lips make good purchase on her outstretched, leathery BOOT-TOE |
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| I also try my BOOT-LEVEL best to look up to her SOCKS! |
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| Her SOCKS loom large over my humble, bootkissing head! |
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| These are the BOOTs and SOCKS of a GODDESS. They MUST be respected! |
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| All too soon, the BOOTS move on |
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| I am left contemplating the scuffmarks on the young woman's BOOTHEELS... |
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| ...and my own lowliness! |












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