Hunter Boots And Our Delicious Ash In Your Mouth

We have a nice day. The slaves have been busy outside and we sit indoors and liking a smoke. Our house slaves sitting bored in the corner and patiently waiting for our next instruction. We are wearing sexy boots that drive every Hunter Boots paramour crazy. They are already beginning to drool and can hardly restrain themselves. And a little later their thirsty tongues dangle on our boots. Licking and kissing the rubber and open their mouths wide and in pure greed to swallow our ashes.