You love the smell and squeaking when my hunter boots rub against each other? I will drive you further into your addiction and your Hunter Boots Fetish. On your knees you will slip before me and rub your greedy tongue over the glossy rubber. **** above, sublime, I sit and watch your hustle and bustle. My boots shine from your spit, and I notice that your cock is more and more against your pants. I feel mercy today and grant you to bring out your little cock. It is already many weeks ago, that you could cumshot. Trapped in a castle of hearing. Your greed is immeasurable and it does not take long before you spray your juice on my hunter. A proper load pours over my shining boots. Relief in your eyes and then the fright, as I command you to lick all your sperm also from my boots. But you do what I tell you, without any contradictions. I smile and enjoy the view.