I looked down at Minne, still on her knees, face flushed and glistening. "Now clean my cock, baby. Taste yourself on it."
She crawled closer eagerly, small hands wrapping around my shaft as she leaned in. Her tongue darted out first, licking the underside slow and deliberate, lapping up the mix of my cum and her own wetness. She moaned softly at the taste, eyes fluttering as she swirled around the head, sucking gently to draw out every drop.
"Fuck, Minne… good girl," I groaned, head tilting back. "Clean Master's cock… taste how you came all over it. Taste your own asshole. Love how your tongue feels… so soft, so eager."
She took me deeper, lips sealing tight, bobbing slowly while her tongue worked the shaft, cleaning every inch. She slurped softly, the wet sounds filling the room, pulling back to lick the sides, then sucking the head again, cheeks hollowing. Her hands cupped my balls lightly, rolling them as she worked, making sure nothing was missed.
