Kiss my wicked ass
Look at you, you filthy pervert. Sitting there looking at these pics and masturbating in silent secrecy like the filthy rat you are. I know that you want nothing more than to be between these legs begging for the smallest fraction of... what? Mercy? Charity? The musky fragrance of my flower? The salty ocean taste of my nectar? What would you beg for if you were between my legs?
I am going to bed now. I will be naked. I will be masturbating. I will be dreaming of seducing young virgins and tormenting jaded old men. I will imagine the feel of a hot, nasty tongue worming its way around the elastic of panties in an effort to find the dark rosebud of my ass. I will delight in remembering the sensation of hot breath against my panties while trapped underneath them, with me in them. Hungry boys staring at breasts. Groveling dogs licking at my feet. Nasty, throbbing animals with erections straining for my command to do something worthy of a reward.
Dream of licking my feet and legs and ass. Imagine what it would taste like to have your tongue bathing my pussy and cleaning it of all that excess moistness. Feel the weight of my ass pressing down on your face. My stockinged feet pushing down on your crotch. My hand holding your balls tightly in place.
You will cum for me. I expect you to and I expect you to do a damn good job of it now that I have caught you playing with yourself, you disgusting, filthy little jerk off boy. That's right. Right here and right now. Stroke that cock and start telling me what your perverted little mind secretly wants me to do to you. I already know but I want to hear you admit it, you little bastard, now confess.
That's right. Dream of your tongue in places it shouldn't be. Your nose pressed up hard against the glass that seperates us, knowing that you would rather be inside with me but you're too much of a coward to open the door. Cum for me, you little jerk off and feel how empty it feels to do it for yourself and not in person, for me and my entertainment.
Silly little man, who said you could take my presence here for granted? Now, get over here and kiss my wicked ass!
I am going to bed now. I will be naked. I will be masturbating. I will be dreaming of seducing young virgins and tormenting jaded old men. I will imagine the feel of a hot, nasty tongue worming its way around the elastic of panties in an effort to find the dark rosebud of my ass. I will delight in remembering the sensation of hot breath against my panties while trapped underneath them, with me in them. Hungry boys staring at breasts. Groveling dogs licking at my feet. Nasty, throbbing animals with erections straining for my command to do something worthy of a reward.
Dream of licking my feet and legs and ass. Imagine what it would taste like to have your tongue bathing my pussy and cleaning it of all that excess moistness. Feel the weight of my ass pressing down on your face. My stockinged feet pushing down on your crotch. My hand holding your balls tightly in place.
You will cum for me. I expect you to and I expect you to do a damn good job of it now that I have caught you playing with yourself, you disgusting, filthy little jerk off boy. That's right. Right here and right now. Stroke that cock and start telling me what your perverted little mind secretly wants me to do to you. I already know but I want to hear you admit it, you little bastard, now confess.
That's right. Dream of your tongue in places it shouldn't be. Your nose pressed up hard against the glass that seperates us, knowing that you would rather be inside with me but you're too much of a coward to open the door. Cum for me, you little jerk off and feel how empty it feels to do it for yourself and not in person, for me and my entertainment.
Silly little man, who said you could take my presence here for granted? Now, get over here and kiss my wicked ass!
posted by Samois at 9:16 PM
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