JOI for Boot Bitches Who Want To Get Pegged
Lacey Royce
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You didn't stand a chance the moment you walked into our hotel room. Sushii Xhyvette and I spent all day at the convention being worshipped from a distance — and now it's your turn to serve us up close, exactly the way we say.
Look at us. Look at our boots. Sushii's glossy black ankle boots and thick heels were made to pin you down. That platform was made specifically to press you into the floor, that open toe teasing you with her perfect toes, that you'll never be worthy of. My knee-high, shiny, dark red stiletto platform boots? Those exist to break gooners like you. One glance and your brain melts into mush, and you belong to us.
So get on your knees and stroke for us. That's it — hand on your cock, eyes on our boots, obeying every word that comes out of our pretty mouths. And just when your weak little mind is fully ours, we reveal our surprise: we're both packing strap-on cocks, and we're going to spitroast you like the fuck toy you are. We take turns telling you exactly how we'll fill both of your holes while you hump your fist for us — because your pleasure only happens on our terms.
By the time we start our cum countdown, you'll be so thoroughly dominated, so hopelessly addicted to our boots, our cocks, and our control, that you'll explode the second we hit 1 — and you'll thank us for it.
Boot worship. Strap-on domination. Spitroast talk. Cum countdown. You belong to us now.
You didn't stand a chance the moment you walked into our hotel room. Sushii Xhyvette and I spent all day at the convention being worshipped from a distance — and now it's your turn to serve us up close, exactly the way we say.
Look at us. Look at our boots. Sushii's glossy black ankle boots and thick heels were made to pin you down. That platform was made specifically to press you into the floor, that open toe teasing you with her perfect toes, that you'll never be worthy of. My knee-high, shiny, dark red stiletto platform boots? Those exist to break gooners like you. One glance and your brain melts into mush, and you belong to us.
So get on your knees and stroke for us. That's it — hand on your cock, eyes on our boots, obeying every word that comes out of our pretty mouths. And just when your weak little mind is fully ours, we reveal our surprise: we're both packing strap-on cocks, and we're going to spitroast you like the fuck toy you are. We take turns telling you exactly how we'll fill both of your holes while you hump your fist for us — because your pleasure only happens on our terms.
By the time we start our cum countdown, you'll be so thoroughly dominated, so hopelessly addicted to our boots, our cocks, and our control, that you'll explode the second we hit 1 — and you'll thank us for it.
Boot worship. Strap-on domination. Spitroast talk. Cum countdown. You belong to us now.
