Whore's Panties

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I’m jacking off with your sweet Panties, Whore;
I haven’t gotten off for days before
Doing so, and I’m sure that I’ll cum more
Than usual, even given that. I’ll store

It all up in this fabric, which you’ll wear
Just two short days from now against your fair
Vagina and your Buttocks—they’d sure stare
If they knew what a Slut you really are,

Wearing your Panties soaked in Semen and
Loving it, feeling Privileg’d to stand
There, Dried Cum on your Ass at my Command.
But don’t you worry, Whore, I understand;

Don’t worry, Little Whore, someday I’ll let
You wear the Panties while the Cum’s still Wet.

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