You know exactly what this is. You’re here to embarrass yourself — again. So go get your little “aromatherapy” bottle, wrap your pathetic fist around that cock, and get ready to sniff and stroke your way into total brainless humiliation. You don’t even try to resist anymore, do you? Because the second I start speaking, you're already drooling, already leaking, already turning into the dumb little addict I trained you to be. I’ll tease you, mock you, ruin you, and you’ll love every second of it. You’re not powerful. You’re not special. You’re just my sloppy little sniff slave, jerking your IQ into the ground while I laugh and push you deeper. Stroke yourself stupid, sniff yourself pathetic, and beg to cum like the useless toy you really are. This is what you were made for, idiot.