His wife’s pleasure was all that mattered. 
He craved the messy aftermath. 
Ready to serve his mistress. 
Her creamy leavings. 
And his unwavering devotion. 
Knowing his place beneath her. 
His submission complete. 
He knew his purpose. 
Her pussy was his altar. 
Leaving her spotless for her next conquest. 
Even if it was at his expense. 
His duty fulfilled. 
A constant reminder of his place. 
He accepted his role. 
Even if it meant his humiliation. 
He cleaned with a fervor. 
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