My Boots Were Made For Crushing

My Boots Were Made For Crushing by Love Storey

Check please!! Please tell our lovely storytelling waitress, Love Storey, that we had to run. We are both into a little BDSM and have to get over to our favorite dominatrix, Lady Mother Mercy. She crushes my nether regions beneath her boot with a veracity of a wolverine. My wife likes hot cheese poured all over her and cocktail wienies thrown at her body. Its all in harmless good fun, my safe word is “rutabaga”. Don’t forget to tip!!

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