Why are you so hooked on me? Do you want a little piece of the glamour that I surround myself with? Is it my insanely hot body? Whatever is it, I want you to go deeper. I plan on trapping you further into your obsession by denying you orgasms. You’ll goon over my clips, edging for hours until I finally allow you release. Then you’ll think you’re free, that you’ve escaped addiction, but I know you’ll be back for more. The cycle always continues. You poor, weak boys are so predictable.