Juno The Slutty Martian

Off to work, with every step making my ass wobble while you stare. Looks like you'll need to spend extra time just leaking for me until I return and make you empty yourself just to show you're obsessed. Don't forget to ruin yourself on the way back to your stall~

Getting your daily dose of morning Duchess isn't even just a want anymore. You NEED that morning flick of my gaze to function. Hours of waiting to look into my eyes as your body finally lets go and you feel that first cum of the day~

Wuthering Whores sparkled up, pinked and ready to make you pump to them~

No need to rustle free from the sheets just yet. Can't you feel their warm embrace? They want all the good girls to leave their mess all over them just to feel that one last drop of pleasure~

Leaving for work and you couldn't be more desperate to have your face buried between my cheeks. Give me that attention you so desperately want to shower me with and dream of having my leggings when the day is done. I'm sure you'll keep them like a trophy you horny slut~

Homefrom work and my mood is not the best. Why must dolls try to think and cause trouble? It's just so much better to accept your place at a pleasure toy than these useless ideas of free will~

Time to keep up your challenge. No, not that silly one where you try to resist cumming all month. The one where you empty yourself over and over and over again to your Duchess until your body goes numb~

Imagine having your phone in my hands as I make everything about me. I'll let you stare at my chest while I change your whole life to be a horny fucktoy for my entertainment~

You don't need access when you can stare at me all day instead~

I bet you wish you could just wind up on a leash and tugged right into my sweater~

Don't mind me. Just enjoying the sight of the newest experimental elixir for my own enjoyment. Jealous much? You should be. If you can't make me scream, you're not touching me~

Nothing wrong with breaking and breeding those less 'clones' of me. They sure do know how to take a load. Or twelve~

That's right, dance for me 'little fox' and show that even that new purpose you held so dear means nothing when your Moon gives you a command~

That's enough of your whimpering. I told you already. You owe me at least 20 sessions a day and you've barely started. Goon to my cosmic latex and leak onto the floorboards~

You already know what they're for. Can't have you trying to get away before my cock's swelling goes down. Prepare for a month of breeding until your jaw hurts from all the gasping~