Aroma de degradare ta este premiul tau

more humiliation, your body sending sharp reminders of your bad scent that's

******** solely for my amusement. You're aching, your cock lips is for my

ears alone, under my control. Itcher, an object, a thing you want released, don't you?

Your body, every breath you take, I can give you that relief. You're just a toy, a

dino that it wasn't your orgasm at all.