Open the bottle, freak. You don’t get to touch that pathetic cock until I say so, and tonight you only cum when your brain is completely melted from aroma and your wallet is empty. Inhale on my command… hold it… feel your brain short-circuit while I laugh. I have many methods of getting what’s mine, but this is one of my all-time favorites. Your porn and aroma-rotted brain makes it so easy and so fun to take advantage of you at your weakest and most vulnerable. You really are just an obedient pump puppet when you’re like this… now sniff. And send.
