While you’re down there hitting send… this is the view you earn. Eyes up, wallet open, on your knees exactly where you belong… watching me enjoy what you could never reach.
I wonder if it’s the juicy lips you’ll never kiss, the siren eyes that look down on you or my perky tits that make you wallets beg to unload every last penny into my account..
All that time you spent "finding yourself" was just a waste of breath. In the end, you always end up back here, begging me to take everything. You’re predictable, pathetic, and exactly where you belong. (25F)