I am a woman who expects quite a bit. Contrary to popular belief the woman is the one who is in charge not the man. Men by their very nature must please women or how else would someone like you end up with someone like me? You certainly do not deserve me. Look how pretty I am, look at all the attention I get. If you do end up with me you’d better prepare yourself for a major power exchange. I have high expectations for the men (or women) I am with. They must be willing and able to give me total satisfaction and you cannot cheat. That’s right nothing but you and the cards you were dealt.
You can start by kissing me. You’d better know how to do it correctly. I am appalled as you try to shove your tongue in my mouth like a damn snake. I am so turned off right now. Your attempts to kiss me are futile and my body stiffens as I reject your advances. That was pathetic. If you can’t even kiss me right how the hell do you expect to satisfy me?
I decide to let this pathetic exchange go on simply out of sheer boredom and humiliation. I lay down my legs shut tight and command that you worship my breasts, cleaning them and licking my nipples. You attempt to bury your head between my perfect tits but this angers me and thus you are resigned to attempting to cleaning my tits with his tongue. It was so pathetic, and I was far from satisfied. You couldn’t even get my nipples hard. You have no idea how to please me and I have seen enough. You don’t even deserve to see my pussy. Get out of my sight!
