Fitness Instructress:Cruella Wong!!

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FITNESS INSTRUCTRESS:CRUELLA WONG!!
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Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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Fitness instructress :Ms. Cruella Wong!!!
Her Rattan canes Masculine Ding-Dong:
for failing to uplift squeezed Pelvic Kegels
as perfectly as each of the 120 disciples!?!
All students are Naked : But Cruella remains clothed!
She wears Brazil thong: Buttcheeks carefully exposed!
Mistress Cruella has strict Gym rules:
Her Gorgeouis Butt converts Macho to fools!
All Men wear Locks
on sad frustrated Cocks
as muscletoned Cruella prances
struggling caged Male dances
pleading to erect.......
Suddenly doth select---
Martin you slacker
meet Rattan my slasher!!!
Cr-aack cometh Bamboo
Martin screams " OOOOOOOOOOOOOO?!
Peace returns to class
as men ogle Ass
in silent frustration
fantasizing Masturbation
Precum doth leak
SLAASH----eeeek!/
'nother slacker pays
' Pig, mend thy ways!'
Mistress : She barks
To Her command each male harks:
Using Malayan Cane
Macho men she doth train
to become better lovers
not rapers but givers!
In Humiliatory Pain:
Ruined orgasm each doth gain
precum out dribbles
Feminist pride nibbles
at'n in Triumphant Clit:
Oh how good to treat men like shit
as dirt beneath feet
that's the only way they can hope 2 meet
Gorgeous Fitness Goddess
of all males: Divine Mistress!!!
Yet her classes remain full
with each Macho, Stud Bull
dying to feel Her lash
below velvet gym sash:
Multiple muscular pelvii
raised ,squeezed pointing upwards to sky
in servile slavish mood:
O why doth it feel soooo good!!???

Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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