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I lift up my leg, I take a long time to hunt, and only I have rolled up as a hard blow to the back interrupts the process.
“I’ll wait for you, bitch, lively ssy, or I will score to die, here he will pick up his picky mood, and the lady will suffer these whims, ssy now!” From fear of beatings on my knees with my leg kicked up, I start to urinate in a bowl.
Madame disgusted watching me.
Urine – to the brim.
Of course, the relief is pleasant, but it’s hard to believe that the formidable Mistress takes care of my comfort.

And it is correct that I can not believe! – So, pussy? And now all this will stand here and stink? Quickly removed everything after himself! – How? – How? What a top! He drank everything, alive, everything in himself! And licked a bowl! A whip pulls me on the back! And one, and two, and three, and more.
I froze in pain and horror! I can not stand it! I can not! – Have mercy, Madam! May I.
– What are you, sookyonok, bargain with me thought! – Blow such that sparks from eyes!

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I lower my head to my still-hot urine and drink it, trying to do everything quickly, without thinking about the abominations of what is happening.
We must convince ourselves that this is her nectar, but it is necessary but impossible.
Everything climbs back.
– Now I will brighten up your work, sweeten the pill.
– The Mistress says softly, calming down that her order is being carried out.
We stand at the corner of the room, she throws her leg and rests against the wall above my head with her, her fingers spread over the rings of the vagina sponge from under the strap-on.
– Watermelon asks for freedom.
– she says coyly.
And in a moment my hot golden golden nectar is pouring onto my head, lapping from a bowl.
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