I was wondering how I could still breathe. It was not sufficient to use my tongue. I had to use my teeth too to really get off all of the mud. When I knelt in front of her she pressed the front-side of her boot in my mouth as strong as she could. It was a very difficult task because I was very eager that I don't hurt the smelly leather. She walked over me up and down very often trying to inflict as much pain as possible. She also used her spiky spurs she still wore very frequently stabbing me in places where it really hurted. It took me half an hour to clean these boots. She was so excited that perls of sweat formed under her long bright blond hairs. Martina asked her to take a little more care because she could have put real damage to me with her trampling but her mother encouraged her telling her that she could impossibly hurt me without long heels. When she was so exhausted that she finished I could feel that my erection would immediatly lead to an ultimate explosion. When I was finished Angelica exhausted herself in a wild trampling session.
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