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That’s one exposed cunt. And you can’t even pretend you’re not excited…
What do you think I’m going to do next, slut?
You’ll be my slut, my worshipper, my slave. And you will show your devotion to me because that’s what gives you a purporse.
My feet need some care after walking all day in these shoes, slut. You know what to do, don’t you?
It’s not about you sucking my dick like a filthy whore. It’s about me showing you this dick owns you, slut.
Who do you belong to, slut?
Checking the goods is always the first step. Checking your excitement is the next.
I want you horny and needy, slut. That’s how I ensure you will make the dirtiest things for me.

You may ask if you can suck my cock. You may beg me for it. You may try hard slut, ‘cause the harder you try, the harder you’ll get it.
How badly do you want it, my desperate cocksucker?

Ramming your wet cunt hard as I hold you tight on a leash, watching your big tits bounce as you gasp on a ball gag – all that, slut, all that is a form of art.
I’m the artist, you’re my art. My fucking filthy screwable piece of art.

It’s not about getting you wet (or even wetter, I should say), it’s about making your cunt and yourself so hungry for cock that your brain just acts and reacts like that of an animal on heat.










