You loser pig are of no use, at least be my spittoon, my ashtray and swallow the hot ashes. It's my gift to you, you little loser pig. I'll feel you with my butts because they're hanging out of your ears and then punish you for not swallowing more with pleasure.
On your knees and open your slave mouth
auYou little bastard just sneak into my room, steal my laundry and think I don't notice your juicy game. You want to smell and taste me? Then open your eavesdroppers wide with my gas mask and you will be able to smell everything very deeply and breathe all of my divinity, my essences deep into your lungs,
And if you are still clearly Indian then you may be allowed to jerk off while doing so. Pppers were yesterday