You’re just dying for a sniff, aren’t ya? Already on your knees, with
your hand wrapped around that pathetic cock, aching to beg Me for
permission to bury your loser face between the cheeks of My glorious
perfectly round ass. you want it? Oh I know you do. On your knees,
loser, and give Me ten reasons why I should let a loser like you
anywhere near My sweet ass…
