One thing in advance. Don't stare at me all the time. I can feel your lustful and demanding looks on my neck. When I just think about how you sit behind me while you have dirty thoughts. I get sick of it. I would love to beat every single thought out of your worthless body. My fingers are tingling again. It's like a warm wave that seizes and overpowers me. And then this pleasure is discharged in a firm, deliberately seated blow. Somehow it is redeeming.

Surely you can understand that. With me you will certainly never get bored. Look there on the other wall. What I've prepared ... Show more