Let me be honest with you for a second, slave boy. I’m not here to make you happy: I am here to make myself happy. Because of this, whatever I want, I get. The more you resist, the harder it gets for me to find satisfaction, which means that I am just more than likely to ignore your pleas and spend longer sitting on your face. It’s a simple concept, but one you seem to have trouble understanding.
I’m not interested in the slightest whether you get to breathe or not. In fact, I’d rather that for every second I’m on top of your face, you find it next to impossible to get yourself a breath of fresh air. My some aim here is to ensure your submission, because nothing pleases me more than a man knowing just how much control a woman like me has over him.
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