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JULIA
Master woke up at 5:30 AM, still on work time. I woke up long enough to earn my primary outfit for the day, slowly suckling his cock until I received my offering. After swallowing his seed, I asked permission to go back to sleep. He laughed, patted my bottom and said he'd see me later. I felt thin, stretched out, from the interrupted sleep, the crazy, mind blowing sex, the tense anticipation of what might happen next.
My phone rang at 9:30. Shit! I was dreaming of the orgasm I had last night. It was such a wonderful dream. Who the hell was calling me? I glanced at the phone. Lisa. She probably deserved an answer.
"Hello," I said, groggily.
"Are you still in bed? What's the matter, not getting enough sex."
"The opposite. Too much sex. Not enough sleep."
"Don't tell me that," she complained. "Don't tell a woman who's not getting any sex that you're getting too much. I can't take it. It's not fair."
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