As I sit back on my cushioned throne, I watch as my slave boys kneel before me, their soft hands tugging on their silk robes.They worship me with their every breath, begging for my touch and mercy.Their eyes are fixed on my crotch, filled with lust and desire as they await my command.My cock twitches in anticipation, already hard as stone.My hands reach out and grab their cheeks, pulling them close as I lean forward and kiss him deeply.He licks back, his tongue flicking over my lips as we exchange a taste of our own sweet passion.I run my hands over their bodies, caressing their skin with every gentle touch.I pull him closer, pressing him against my chest, feeling his heart pound against mine.My grip tightens around his neck, gripping him firmly as I thrust myself deeper into his mouth.He sucks greedily, his lips wrapped tightly around my cock, swallowing my cum with ease.As he releases his load onto my cock, my body shudders with pleasure, feeling the warmth spread through me as I cum back onto his eager lips.I stand up, holding his head steady as I kiss him one last time, savoring the taste of his cum on my lips.My dominance is unmatched as I turn away and leave him alone, still kneeling before my throne, ready to serve me whenever I want.
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