TOILET THRONE WORSHIP: THE ONLY WAY A LOSER LIKE YOU CAN CUM - WITHOUT SPEECH

Description: Oh, you're still there? good. i didn't give you permission to move, did i, my pathetic little toilet worm? you stay right there, ear pressed against the cold tile if you have to, just to hear me. you’re not worthy of seeing this. the divine image of a goddess on her porcelain throne is a privilege you haven't earned. you just get the sound. the symphony of my relief. that’s more than a maggot like you deserves, and it’s the only thing that gets that worthless little nub between your legs even remotely hard, isn’t it? admit it. you’ve been waiting all day for this. not for a smile, not for a touch, but for the guttural, private music of my body performing its most basic, superior functions. you were probably useless at work, your hand kept drifting down, thinking about the last time you heard my heavy stream hitting the water. pathetic. truly, deeply pathetic. alright, you have my permission. take out that sad, shriveled little excuse for a cock. go on. unzip your pants. i want to hear the shame in that sound. no lube. a creature like you doesn't get lube. your lubrication will be my disgust. your arousal will be my relief. ** to support my video production ... if you want to see new videos of me - tip me 5000$.