My waders are simply the culmination of my rubber boots collection. They are made of thick rubber that goes over my sexy thighs. I like to wear them often in the woods. Of course, they get dirty and the mud from the shore sticks to the profile everywhere. Actually, my slave's job is always to keep it clean. But once again I have to say that slaves are really not the brightest and you always have to explain everything exactly to them. My slave thought he had cleaned everything. I see it differently! Now he has to live with the consequences. The dirt must go! If the rag does not make it, then his tongue has to do the job! Besides, it can much better get in the gaps and lick each particle out. He adorns himself first, he knows that in the forest and at the lake, is much that does not taste. Alone all the dogs, ducks and wild cattle, who do their business there, does not make his task easier. But he boldly licks the profile. His face is disgusted, but his tongue is nimble and obedient. Nevertheless, I am not satisfied and think that it needs some help so that everything really gets clean. I order him to jerk his cock and use his juice as a cleaning agent. This is initially a big drive but my devilish ulterior motive, he only becomes aware when he realizes that his cum shot has taken his lust and the cleaning, with his own juice, is now much nastier and more exhausting. I enjoy myself deliciously about my act and enjoy his torment.
