The sweetest smell of submission fills the air this morning and my tight pussy started to ache. I looked over at the pathetic loser on his knees in the corner and demanded him to come over to me.
You are going to worship my perfect pussy and perfectly puckered asshole until I say you are done. Understand, slut?
After all, you need to ravish your Mistress at all times when you are in my presence. I demand you to worship me the way I trained you and take your time to devour every single inch my Goddess body.
My intoxicating taste lingers still in your mouth and on your face, doesn’t it sub boy? Oh, you want more, don’t you? Come beg for it!
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