My Human Toilet Paper

You wish you could be close to me, how long have you wished you could touch me, Goddess Mel, beyond my ankles, little gobble sow? I know, I Now you have THE chance of a lifetime. I also dont joke when I tell you or order you to be my human toilet paper. You will clean me after the toilet course well-behaved with your slave tongue.... Mmmhhhhh what a pleasure for you, what ideal abasement. I will have infinitely joy.