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You ache for it, don’t you? You ache to be trapped between My legs, cleaning Me up. I know, I know you’ve waited, watched, worshipped ... but always at a distance. Now? I’ll let you serve. But only on My terms. You get one chance to prove to Me you can do your job properly, pet. Or else, you’ll be licking up cold cum on the bedsheets, and not between My legs.