Poor little loser. While you struggle to make ends meet, my middle finger alone is raking in more cash than you ever could. Watch as I stroke it, tease with it and jerk it in your face. You sit rubbing your cock, whilst I rub in just how pathetic your existence is compared to mine. Every inch of me is worth more than your entire pay check - and I just know you love to be reminded of it. To really keep you in your place, I'm going to control when you get to finish with a strict cum countdown; even your release is mine to command. Stay in your place, keep worshipping and maybe-- just maybe-- I'll let you gaze upon my middle finger some more...