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sexual fantasy story of Hikari Mizuki :
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tionables.
He is practically drooling as he fondles each lacy, delicate item with great
delight. He holds them to his face and smells the perfume of his beloved
Mistress. He lets out a deep sigh. Ah, such devotion!
Only when all the other laundry is folded and put away may Ronnie petition his
Mistress for permission to launder Hikari's panties. He kneels before the huge pile
of worn panties on the floor. I then cuff his hands behind his back because the
little shit cannot be trusted not to play with himself.
I pick a pair of my panties off the pile and dangle them in his face. I ask him
sneeringly, "Does Maid Ronnie want to wash Mistress' panties?"
"Yes, please Mistress," he whimpers. Faced with the object of his sick desires
his cock throbs in his black f
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