It's no secret that you absolutely adore my ass. You love to worship my ass, obsessing over it. As a little ass addict, your mind begins to wander. You begin to imagine what it would be like to touch, caress, kiss, my ass. But you and I both know that you don't get my ass. You might think about my ass all day, but at the end of the day, I don't think about you. You think about my ass every day and yet you are so insignificant to me. No matter how badly you want me, you will never have me like another man will. I describe in detail what he gets and you don't. I leave you aching to cum for my ass, and I know that you will.