As you worship the seam, the Goddess is still resting her hand on her boot. She looks down at you, only half-interested. She lightly pokes you with one finger, then slides you up, along the seam, towards the top of the boot. When you get near the top of the boot, she uses her thumb from the same hand to slip under the leather, where her jeans tuck in. She is now pushing you with one finger (her index finger) over the spot on the seam where her thumb is tucked beneath. All you know is that you are almost at the top lip of the boot, ready to taste the denim of her jeans.
But Goddess Barbara simply presses you into the very top lip of the shaft, squishing you along the edge, working your soft guts between her two fingers, rubbing the smooth leather and the smooth pulp together.