Pointless Loser

Everyone knows you’re a pathetic pointless loser. especially you. at least you’ve grown to fetishize it, and now you can only get off to mean bratty girls telling you how worthless you are! my perfectly manicured fingers in the loser symbol gets you off so quickly, especially when i push it up close to the camera, laugh in your face and degrade you constantly. why does my middle finger turn you on so much? why does it make you so horny to hear me say such awful mean things to you? because you’re a fucking loser. my tight pink leopard print swimsuit hugs my curvy goddess body in all the right ways and you fixate on every soft angle of my curves as you grip your sad cock in your hands and pump away. this verbal destruction coming from my hot plump bright red lips is all you need to be making a mess in your pathetic little pants, isn’t it? i’m such a picture of utter perfection you don’t even know how to come to terms with how far below me you are. how inferior you will always be. the only option is to listen closely to my words and pump away every last thought you have. the only thing you’re good for is opening that wallet up and giving me what i deserve; fucking everything. wallet open, pants down, mind empty.