Waiting for My Master

Kneeling on my ankles, Legs spread,
Thinking of last night, hugging him, in my bed.
Desires slowly bubbling through my mind
All passionately, waiting for my master, someone so kind.

My wetness tickling in my cunt,
My Master knows exactly what I want.
His warm chest brushing on my body,
An art, so beautiful, never be made by somebody.

I feel his steps nearing my place
A smile spread over my face
Near the window, I felt leaves flutter
Door opens, I say, “Hello Master.”

Published by Master's Dimpled Girl

A proud bitch owned by her Master ❤️

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