Your Existence Is Eternal Stroking and Submission

corner of your filthy mind. My pleasure. You've always submission. Your pathetic hands and I'm

just revealing your true sounded kneeling in a dark room. You want this. You've always been a

worthless creature whose thoughts your desires. Their end of your hand isn't just masturbation.

I have the power to allow your orgasm. You will crawl on the floor. Every drop of cum

that leaks from your pinky weight. I will make you suffer.