Aaaaahhhhh… Oh, fuck. Did you hear that? The sound from deep in my throat? I just felt my clit throb. Tell me you love the sound of my yawns. Tell me it makes your cock twitch in your hand. Whisper it… ‘Yes, Goddess, I love your yawns.’ Good boy. That’s the only correct answer. Now, take your cock out. Slowly. Don’t rush. We’re on my time, and my time is relaxed, lazy, and cruel. I want you to stroke it at the pace of my breathing. A slow, deep breath in… and out. Up… and down. Feel how controlled you are? Your pleasure is nothing but a relaxed reflex for me. I was thinking about your face earlier. The way it looks when I’m about to come. Pathetic. Desperate. It almost makes me yawn. Mmm-aaaaahhh… God, even thinking about yawning makes me yawn. It’s a perfect, vicious cycle. Your desperation is a lullaby. Your hard cock is my relaxation. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh… fuck. Yes. Stroke that cock. Fucking ruin it for me. Imagine my tired, bored mouth sliding down your shaft just to shut you up. It’s just a hole for my yawns. Keep stroking… keep… ** To SUPPORT my VIDEO PRODUCTION ... if you want to see NEW VIDEOS of me - TIP me 5000$.
