Take that cage off and open my tribute page. My instructions are very simple. You click the tribute amount I desire, don’t worry – I don’t destroy you off the gates. And you breathe it all in for me while I count you down. Then you click TRIBUTE while you hold it all in for me, me counting you down again until you are allowed to relax and start stroking.
So it goes a little something like this: stroke, breathe to countdown, tribute and hold to countdown, relax, and stroke. Oh but the mind fuck, the head spinning, the wallet destruction all in combination is enough to make any boy explode in agony.
Breathe and Hold Brain Cell Destruction
You need me infiltrating your mind, fucking you up and fucking you over. So let’s not fuck around, we both know what we want here, we both want you fucked up. Count, breath, count hold. Simple efficient fun for my benefit. I tease and I destroy. You are my bitch! Now breathe and send me that tribute! And what do you say? That’s right! “Thank you.” Good boy.
Teased into Submission
How long do you think you can stare at me without blowing? Watching my rub my body, caressing my tits, teasing you with my pussy. You love stroking to me. It makes your dick twitch seeing more than you deserve. Twitch, throb, and then leak. Teased into submission.
So horny and so stupid for me.
Eat Your Own Jizz for My Tits
You’re a cum licker for my big beautiful tits. Rock solid and ready to be put over the edge. But you know you can’t cum without the guarantee you eat all your cum up for my tits. Tell me how desperate you are to eat your own jizz for my big beautiful tits.
Give your dickhead a little rub and tell me, how does that precum taste? How delicious is it? Is it salty sweet and filthy? Staring at my bouncing tits makes you even hornier and hungrier for your own cum. So much cum for my big tits. And I’m not ready for you to explode just yet. I want to make sure you’re stroking out every last drip drop of your load from your ball sac for consumption.
Footboy’s Package
Slippers, socks, pantyhose, foot dust, toe nails. How many goodies am I preparing for my foot bitch? So sexy and so humiliating. A sort of candid look at my feet.
Fucked Up and Fucked Over
Take that cage off and open my tribute page. My instructions are very simple. You click the tribute amount I desire, don’t worry – I don’t destroy you off the gates. And you breathe it all in for me while I count you down. Then you click TRIBUTE while you hold it all in for me, me counting you down again until you are allowed to relax and start stroking.
So it goes a little something like this: stroke, breathe to countdown, tribute and hold to countdown, relax, and stroke. Oh but the mind fuck, the head spinning, the wallet destruction all in combination is enough to make any boy explode in agony.