Every time you look at my pictures, it makes you weak. You can’t stop looking at your beautiful Goddess. I have the body that was meant to be worshiped in every way possible. Every time you’re near your Goddess, you beg to touch me. You would do anything just to have “one” touch.
Why would I let an insignificant loser like yourself, allow your pathetic, little hands on my body? I see your mouth watering just to have one little lick of my succulent, juicy holes. If you’re at all lucky, I may let you lick my asshole. Now, I see you’re getting way too excited and I might change my mind.
Let’s make one thing clear here; your only purpose in life is to obey me and if you fall out of line, you’ll never have me in any way. I will make you weaker than you already are, if that’s even possible.
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