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Lunch Is Served

"Part three of my new Miss Honey series of rhyming poems."

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Miss Honey served me lunch,
from between her legs,
cream pies front and back,
from tons of sissy slaves.

I cleaned her willingly.
O, that's what cum-sluts do.
She only had to point.
No, I didn't get to screw.

I slurped up all the syrup,
from their pretty sissy cocks,
as they squeezed their cages on,
and snapped tight all the locks.

I swallowed every drop,
and kissed each sissy mouth,
for that is what I do,
and what I'm all about.

Miss Honey laughed and said;
"You do your job so well,
I just may let you cum,
if you swear to never tell."
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Written by StraponSlave69
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