I am not best pleased with your performance. This week you haven't been sending enough over to my bank account to keep me fucking happy. Watch my beautiful long red nails, watch as they slowly glide over my transparent blouse, as I fuck with your mind. Slowly they move, and you just loose control, falling deeper and deeper under my spell. My gorgeous red nails grip my curves, grip your soul and grip your bank account. Keep sending... fill me up with all of your hard earnt cash flow.