Face it, you can't take your eyes off me. You've been admiring my lean, tight figure ever since you stumbled across my page, craving to be useful in any way I allow. You admire the hard work I've put into sculpting every curve and relish in the chance of being allowed to be my towel boy. Except instead of using a towel, you use your tongue. Get lost in my glistening body as I instruct you to lick every drop of sweat off my body. Worshiping every inch, as my desperate towel bitch, is the only thing you're good for.

Face it, you can't take your eyes off me. You've been admiring my lean, tight figure ever since you stumbled across my page, craving to be useful in any way I allow. You admire the hard work I've put into sculpting every curve and relish in the chance of being allowed to be my towel boy. Except instead of using a towel, you use your tongue. Get lost in my glistening body as I instruct you to lick every drop of sweat off my body. Worshiping every inch, as my desperate towel bitch, is the only thing you're good for.