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Click hereI have a mouth, it's role is defined,
To bring pleasure to men, it has been assigned.
I suck cocks and give compliments so sweet,
Swallowing cum and smiling to greet.
For men, I become a urinal to rely,
Spitting into my mouth as they pass by.
Drool falls on my tits, their approval to show,
Their desires, their love, I let them know.
Kissing wherever they please, I comply,
Cleaning their assholes, I never deny.
Licking up missed cum with my willing tongue,
Shining shoes, being gagged, my tasks unsung.
But my mouth has limits, it's true,
No voicing opinions or saying "no" do I do.
No overindulging in food's delight,
No negativity or complaining in sight.
I dare not speak without being spoken to,
No self-centered talk or spreading untrue.
And to close my mouth, a given command,
For these are the rules, all men demand.