Your balls are going to be bluer than my lingerie by the time I'm done with you. Turning you into a leaky, achy, desperate mess for release. But there's no release for losers. You get to stroke, stroke, stroke and edge your life away, savings included. You love that feeling of desperation, that fine line between orgasm and prolonging your pleasure. You're obsessed with that in between, going dumb for me.

Your balls are going to be bluer than my lingerie by the time I'm done with you. Turning you into a leaky, achy, desperate mess for release. But there's no release for losers. You get to stroke, stroke, stroke and edge your life away, savings included. You love that feeling of desperation, that fine line between orgasm and prolonging your pleasure. You're obsessed with that in between, going dumb for me.