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Her boots are caked with the grime and filth of the streets, and your tongue is the only thing fit to clean them. Kneeling like the worthless slave you are, you scrape and lick every gritty speck of dirt stuck to the worn leather soles. There’s no dignity—only obedience as you prove your submission one filthy lick at a time. This is raw, unapologetic boot worship where street dirt becomes your punishment and your pleasure.
