You’re already leaking, aren’t you?

Just from looking at this.

My freckles.

My glossy pink lips, barely parted, smirking at how weak you are.

That black bodysuit hugging my shoulders while you sit there, cock throbbing, totally fucked.

You don’t even need to see my ass to lose it.

You don’t need my tits.

You just need this look — and suddenly, your goon stick belongs to me.

Pathetic.

But useful...