It’s hump day. Just saying those words make you think of the end of the work week. And it makes you think of humping a beautiful woman. Specifically me. But deep down you know the only thing you’re worthy of humping is your hand. Take in my beauty - my luscious tits and glorious ass. Do you really think someone as perfect as I am would give you a minute of my time? You and your pencil dick could never please me. You don’t deserve to touch this amazing body. Only a real man could earn the privilege of touching this perfection. You know it loser; you are not worthy to touch a Goddess. But you crave my attention. You need it. There’s only one way to get it. Work your ass off for your Goddess. Hump day isn’t the middle of the work week; hump day is every day as you hump your hand dreaming of my perfection. You know you need to work constantly for your Goddess. Now hump that hand and get to work.