That thick ass fills those tiny Victoria’s Secret panties so perfectly, and I know how much it ruins you to watch me bend over. My voice slides through your head, sweet and cruel, as I tell you exactly what you need to do. You feel that pull, don’t you panty bitch, like your whole will is being rewired around this ass and those silky panties.
Listen closely while I outline your new job, because this isn’t a suggestion. You were born to worship, to pay, to serve, to kneel and breathe in the fabric that’s mine. Give in now and I’ll show you how deep your obsession can go.