There’s always been something about my jeans that made you a weak little bitch for me. Probably because I have the best designer denim YOUR money can buy, and a phenomenal ass and attitude to match? Just a guess. Anyways, today we skirt the obvious and make you ignore your raging cock in order to focus on what’s important….paying me for my silence. You’ll worship my ass in denim, while being blackmai.l.ed by yours truly and loving every second of you anxiety induced experience. Lucky you. Luckier me…and my bank account.