I come home in the morning after a long night of debauchery. You are locked in my trample floor with a hard-on, thinking about all the cocks that were in me. I take my high heels off and make you worship my feet, heels, armpits, and cum-filled pussy while I tell you about my night. The neighbours must think you're a loser when your wife stumbles home every Sunday morning looking the way I do. Now, hurry up and clean me properly before the next man comes to fuck me, cuckie.