you lowly worm, look at yourself! What are you?
No name, no authorization, just my word?
You crawl on all fours, ass up, mouth open, waiting for the next protein shot.
You're an ass whore, you fuck the bums behind the train station because I want it that way, because my word is your command, because they too need some distraction from their dreary lives.
No pity, just the stench of your stretched and used asshole full of cum while the next customer is already coming inside you.
Like the filth you are, short, hard, and even hornier. You always need more, you worthless hard cash whore, and woe betide you if you come. You may tremble with horniness, but only because I allow you to exist. Then you go back to the streets, your dirty mouth full of cum, your ass wide open, and ask for the next one. A NO is not an option, and when you sneak home to the married whore in the evening, you're drooling and with your asshole fucked to pieces, but satisfied and content. Because you know you belong to me, and I want you as my bimbo hard cash whore for the rest of your miserable life.
Is your horny cock dripping again? This is no longer acceptable. I'll get rid of your permanent erection. Once I'm working on you with my extra-long claws
and my tight latex outfit that clings to my big tits, there's no turning back. The cum will rise and find its way to the surface like a volcano.
You'll be jerked off like never before, and if that's not enough, we'll start right back from the beginning, over and over again, until only air comes out of your
naughty cock and you'll beg me to stop... But I bet you'll only make it through the first round.
The horny rubber pig needs it hard again. the asshole itches, the cock is standing. What a disobedient rubber whore. But I'll get the lint out of you in my health department whore inspection clinic.
Fixed firmly on the gyn chair and ass-fucked, I put the milking machine on the little sperm-hungry pig and then the willing pig is milked without end or mercy