You spend so much time on your knees. Your head on the ground, thinking of Me. Praying to Me. When I allow you to look up, this is your virgin view. Pussy in your face and you can't do a thing. You don't have the balls to do anything. You don't have the dick I want. Your job isn't pleasuring My pussy. Your job is to worship and wish, bitch. Worship from way down there on your bruised knees and try to get a little whiff of My sweet smell. Your cocklette is locked up and just as useless as it was when it was free.
Your virgin eyes fixated on My thighs all the way up to My mound. You can't... Show more