Edging, gooning. You need me. You need to orgasm for me, at my command.
So powerful and so sexy. And I have all the power to giveth and I have all the power to takith it all away.
Molded so perfectly into the weakened mind fucked tit obsessed zombie puppet I want.
Look at you! Unlocked and ready to rock. You’ve got your vile to sniff, your pocket pussy to fuck, and your dildo to fuck that cunt. Expect a massive explosion before we lock you back up and deny you for the next 30… 60… 90? days.
Get ready for the ride of a lifetime.
Up and down, up and down. I zip. You drip.
Open that wallet, like a good boy does and please me.
Dripping and zipping.
Funding my greed.
My tits make you weak and you cannot resist sending tribute.
You exist solely to be a good foot boy for me.
I allow you to stare, kiss, and worship. Admire my beautiful wrinkles. My feet are a true work of art.
And as much as I love you worshipping my feet… I know you love worshipping them more.