“All right, Rachel,” he said, rubbing his cock. “But first haul your lazy ass over here and give me a blow-job. I’ve got to take a wicked piss, too. Maybe even a shit. You’ll swallow it all down for me, won’t you?”
“Yes, Jack,” Rachel said, her voice hoarse with lust. Pain tore through her ravaged body from a thousand directions as she tried to move, but she ignored it. “I bet your shit tastes sweeter than anyone else’s.”
Jack smiled and watched his beautiful, slutty slave crawl to him.
THE END
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