Cleaning

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Part 1 of the Slave girl’s Training Manual
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sven1717
sven1717
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CLEANING
When Master makes a mess inside, it means you gave Him one great ride.
You got real wet, like good girls must, and begged to feel his manly thrust.
He pinched your nips, he called you names, and he might have choked you when he came.
Now he’s done, you took his goo, but you still have a job to do!

He bred you like a bitch in heat, and now you get a slimy treat.
Use that tongue, girl, don’t be shy! Get your face between His thighs.
Man seed, girl juice, sweat and more: These make great breakfast for a whore.
Lick and lap Him, don’t dare stop, for lazy cumsluts get the crop!

‘I can’t,’ you say, ‘He used my ass!’ Your Master will not like this sass.
This girl is slapped, this girl is whipped. She is caned upon her pussy lips.
You are just a set of holes, and Master fucked the one He chose.
So open wide, fulfill your purpose: To give Him full and cleanly service.

Man goo is gold, His jizz is treasure. So eat it up with bimbo pleasure.
This baby seed you slurp is gold - even from your tight brown hole.
‘My cock is clean, you’ve served me well,” He may praise his pretty belle.
You’ve had your treat, now hustle on! Find another cock to sit on!

sven1717
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jrgg43jrgg43over 2 years ago

laughing out loud. Well said.

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