I see you down there snuffling around begging for scraps.

I know what you're really craving, you are craving for my strap-on.

I will allow you to worship it, this tiny strap-on. It's still bigger than anything between your legs.

It feel so good with me looking down on you as you beg to lick my cock like he bitch boy you are. Down on your hands and knees where you belong.