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your precious slave

it was the middle of the day i had a drink or three
and something came over me extremly lusty and kinky
i stripped down in front of you telling you that
i would be your slave and would do whatever you say

a devilish look come over your face you told me to get
on my knees and bounce up and down on your dick and so i did
after you came i was still more then willing to be your slave
 you asked me how meany times i had orgasm'd this time

i held four fingers up smiling sweetly and told you i was still horny
and asked what he'd do with me you had to leave church pretty soon
but still you told me to finger myself and pretend i was riding you
i did screaming your name you watched as i repeatedly came

you started to dress you had to go i said i would oh so gladly wait for you
you told me you loved me and i said it back blew you a kiss before you left
and said i would be waiting so go and hurry home to me naked in your bed
wanting only you your precious little fuck slave for only you to bruise
Written by babyitme (phyco-babe)
Published | Edited 24th Oct 2016
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