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I stared up at her and begged permission to clean her kitty of his cum leaking out of her. She made me watch as it ran down her legs, knowing how hard it was for me to wait to feast on her.
“You want this so badly, don’t you, love?”
“Yes, Mistress, I do. I want to clean you. I love to clean you after. Please, Mistress, may I lick you clean?”
All she did was smile down at me - his cum trickling halfway down her luscious thigh - while I awaited her giving me the go-ahead to savor his cum and the honor of serving her in such a way.
“You’ve been a good boy and waited so patiently for this. And look how you’re straining in your cage. I love your devotion to me, love. When it reaches my knee, then you can lick me clean.”
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress!”
“Remember, love, you have to lick him clean, too.”
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