Gooning Edging Hell with Big Lips, Thick Eyeglasses and Long Red Nails Dildo in Hands Between Tits

Or 10 long or 9 long.

It is not mature.

Even it's 9 minutes it will feel like 20 minutes.

Or like 5 minutes.

It does not matter.

Of course you don't even own your next thought.

I do.

Big glasses poking slightly with every syllable.

My big fat lips parting, revealing just the tip of my tongue.

My cocktail that you are a goon.

You are a goon.

Tap, tap, tap my long red nails.

Go across my teeth, touching the dildo between my teeth.

Click, click, like a countdown to your destruction.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

I just tease you.

Not yet.

You don't beg.

Now you beg.

You don't get to struck.

Not yet.

You're not allowed.

You don't get to beg.

Not yet.

You get to watch.

You get to watch.

You get to listen.

You get to obey.

Now look at me.

Hold it.

Hold it until your chest burns.

Hold it until your vision darkens.

Hold it until all you see is my face, my lips and dildo in my cock.

Show me how you pathetic look like.

Show me how you miserable, pathetic you feel when you struggle for me.

And I don't even look at your cock.

My tongue go out again.

Fing the libel.

Oh yes, I'm touching myself.

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