As I kneel before Miss Patricia and Miss Lucy, I'm completely lost in the joy of worshiping them. Every curve and every moment is dedicated to making them feel like the goddesses they are. I bury my face between their perfect cheeks, eagerly licking and lapping like the insatiable little toy I am. When they press my head into their soft, heaving cleavages I drown without resistance, lost in perfume, power and perfection. I'm theirs to use, to tease, to own.
