I know exactly what you are. I caught you staring through the screen, desperate and pathetic, and now I'm going to make you pay for it.

Watch me fill out these tight blue jeans like they were painted on, my fat ebony ass swallowing every inch of fabric while I grab it, slap it hard, and jiggle what you will never touch. My black top clings to my thick curves as I squeeze my tits, rub my hardening nipples, and mock your helpless addiction, letting you hear how wet I get—for myself, never for you.

But the real destruction? The names I call you. The relentless verbal humiliation that worms into your brain and stays there. I look you dead in the lens and spit it: Pervert!!!

You don't get to touch me. You don't get to cum. You get to WATCH me and you get to PAY me for the privilege. That's all