I own your pathetic mind, you chronic masturbating hand-humper. Look at you, completely powerless to stop humping that dirty cock every chance you get. I love watching you degrade yourself, sinking deeper into your disgusting addiction, jerking that dick like the desperate loser you are. You’re so weak, so fucking pathetic, running straight to your screen every day, craving my body, craving to hump that hand just like I tell you to. That’s all you’re good for—humping your hand while drooling over brats online, wasting your entire life in a spiral of filth. And the worst part? You fucking lo...

I own your pathetic mind, you chronic masturbating hand-humper. Look at you, completely powerless to stop humping that dirty cock every chance you get. I love watching you degrade yourself, sinking deeper into your disgusting addiction, jerking that dick like the desperate loser you are. You’re so weak, so fucking pathetic, running straight to your screen every day, craving my body, craving to hump that hand just like I tell you to. That’s all you’re good for—humping your hand while drooling over brats online, wasting your entire life in a spiral of filth. And the worst part? You fucking love it. You love being my puppet, mindlessly stroking that cock, never able to resist. That’s right, jerk it, faster, deeper into your addiction, because this is your life now—traed in an endless cycle of humping your hand, never cumming until I decide you can. You’re my chronic masturbating pervert, and you’ll never stop.