I then look back at Cortney’s slightly moving and pointed toes. My dick gets rock hard from the thrill of all this wonderful, close-up boot action I’m due to receive. I peer upward just in time to see that Cortney looks at Donna Anne for a quick moment.
I feel something is now going to change, as I see one of Cortney’s sharp heels scratch backwards against the ground.
Cortney’s shiny left black boot, suddenly lands just in front of my face and the her other boot then immediately rises up, and then goes almost as instantly up, out of my view. Then she lifts her foot up and streaks to a blur up in my view as it disappears abruptly as well.
I still have to concentrate on enjoying Donna Anne, even as Donna’s firm sole and tapered heel is still attached to my hand, as if it was making a pancake to the ground. I wonder when she will move, as I can almost not endure the pain of her western style heel squeezing brutality down on my hand.
But then suddenly in a blink of an eye, I very soon feel one sharp point of pain in the small of my back.
It’s Ms. Cortney’s boot heel that is pouncing down on me! I feel her weight of her frame digging into me.
Her total body weight is now only supported by the soles of both of her boots.
I try to breath under the new massive weight of Miss Armstrong.
To my wonderful surprise, and hot wicked feeling I hear Cortney talking above me.
I feel so used as I feel her voice resonate through her feet crushing down on me.
How wondrously this is to me! This is better than I could have hoped for.
Cortney is now standing on me by digging her two thin sharp heels powerfully into my the small of my back. I did not see her come at me. She must have walked around from the rear.
Now that she stands completely on me, I feel Cortney’s five foot five inch frame force her two pointy heels to dig in wonderfully and painfully deep into my back, while between her boot’s soles, the air is quickly being crushed out of my lungs as I lose the fight to support Cortney’s total body weight.
At first I can’t even take a small breath. I try to brace myself against Cortney’s innocently standing on me, her heels probe into me like knives.
Her boots soles aid in the total pain package as her crushing weight squeezes almost the last breath of air from my lungs. I quickly try to pull my hand out from under Donna Anne’s firm boot’s sole. But it’s all in vain as Donna’s has my hand under her vise like grip. Cortney’s’ boots feel like sledge hammers as she moves her feet drilling her heels down on my back.
I grit and bear it, as the woman I know in real life tries to find a comfortable place to stand on. I know she thinks is just a pile of soft leaves. My dick bangs hard on cold hard ground under me. Just in time for me, Donna Anne then peals her brown boot’s heavy standing sole’s off of my hand, and steps forward. I leave my numb hand in place since some of the wet leaves have clung to the bottom Donna Anne’s damp leather sole.
I can now see my exposed muddied hand from my position. I hope no one else can. But then I am saved. Donna Anne then quickly steps around and back on me, to place her familiar big boot’s square shaped box toes kicking it alongside of my stomach. She then makes a backward step and places one of her tapered heels, firmly down on my leaf hidden left arm.
Her boot heel, now perched up on my arm. Her cowgirl boot heel is massaging a throbbing open nerve. The pain is wonderful, as Cortney and Donna Anne continue stand on me, as they now facing each other and begin to talk.
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