Listen up, you desperate little jerk puppet. You're drooling over my perfect bubble butt, aren't you? It's hilarious how weak and pathetic you are, always aching to stroke to my peachy perfection. But I'm not just going to let you pump away like the mindless hand humper you are. No, I want to see how far you'll degrade yourself for me. Here's the game: you can jerk off to my luscious ass, but you'll do it while gasping for air, your face buried under me. What's it going to be, huh? Air or the divine privilege of worshiping my ass? I know you're so fucked up in that little brain of yours that you'd choose my ass over breathing. You're such a desperate, air-starved freak, and I love it. Hold your breath, su... under the power of my ass, and keep pumping, you pathetic loser. This is what you live for, isn't it? Being humiliated, and controlled. Your life is so sad and empty, the only joy you get is from jerking to my superiority. Keep ... for air, you'll never get enough of it – or me.