
ROBOT-RAG'S LUCKY DINNER (HD)
You'll see my sandals that pressed the pedals of my Porsche and dined in a restaurant with my friends while you waited by the door like a good little doggy.
You'll clean their soles with your tongue to a shine, swallowing every crumb of dirt while I mock you, demand tribute for permission to remove the cage from your cock and jerk off.
You'll simultaneously lick my heels and stroke your pathetic excuse for a dick, trying not to spill a single drop on the floor.
The final countdown from ten to one will end with you shooting into your palm and holding your hot dinner there, which you'll eat with gratitude after my permission.
This is your lucky day, robot-rag — don't ruin it.
