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... d the river— the same river where, once, his dick was gently washed with love by a cheerful bunny woman. Where his lips were kissed sincerely, without asking. Where sexual desire was born from curiosity, not from fully formed awareness.
He slowly unwrapped the cloth Domina had given him— the one covering his dusty shaft. Then stepped forward, carefully, into the river. The thigh-deep water didn’t immediately wash his dusted blade.
He scooped water with his hands and began to wash ...
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