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Click hereThis is dedicated to my Princess, whom I love and worship forever.
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She pulled in the driveway – Princess was home
Waves of excitement made my face all aglow
My brothers were gone; I spent the evening alone
I opened the door and she walked to her throne
Her posture struggled to stay upright
She was clearly tired, though her eyes remained bright
Moved to action by this poignant sight
As she lay in her chair I turned down the lights
Then I bowed to the floor and kissed her sweet toes
Because adoration of her is all my heart knows
Through small acts of homage, our devotion grows
She received her greeting in queenly repose
The scent of her feet wafted up to my nose
Of warm musty sweat, but gentle like rose
A pulsing erection my arousal exposed
I licked her insteps in passionate throes
Her desire increased as she watched from on high
My assiduous deference a feast for the eyes
Sensing her need, I tapped on her thigh
She nodded her head and emitted a sigh
My hands got to work and I lifted her skirt
In a fit of need she unbuttoned her shirt
Primal yearnings had made her alert
Now was my time to see to her comfort
My hungering lips pressed upon her sweet sex
My head on her crotch is a natural convex
Her pussy walls pumped in automatic reflex
Her face contorted in expression perplexed
Quick shallow panting and a soft dreamy stare
Revealed loss of control – her very soul was laid bare
So with gentle compassion for her power impaired
I suckled and licked on her clit with great care
She tugged at my hair; her legs clenched round my head
Her bosom heaved, then her whole body tensed
A gush of warm fluids and my face was drenched
A low chorus of breaths and her passion was quenched
I looked up from her crotch and stared into her face
With my index finger her navel I traced
Within her smooth hands my head she embraced
Rubbing my hair at a satisfied pace
“We’ll relax for a spell, then it’s time for my meal.
My day at the office was quite an ordeal.
The food you’ve prepared will help my mind heal.
But take in these moments, so deep and surreal.”
So there we rested as Princess and slave
Her eyes turned away; I put my cheek on her leg
My face nuzzled her lap while she pondered her day
Tonight I’ll relax all her tensions away