You survive by sucking on my saliva. This is as close as you can get to me since you are so anxious to be with me. A pitiful failure who, knowing better, consumes the lovely spittle of the Goddess. You desire whatever is expressed from my mouth, which, in my opinion, renders you an abhorrent subordinate loser.

You survive by sucking on my saliva. This is as close as you can get to me since you are so anxious to be with me. A pitiful failure who, knowing better, consumes the lovely spittle of the Goddess. You desire whatever is expressed from my mouth, which, in my opinion, renders you an abhorrent subordinate loser.