Your DICK makes me YAWN from boredom - IGNORE
Oh. You’re still here? I’d almost forgotten. I was just thinking about what I’m going to have for lunch, and you’re just… there. A little background noise. A chore. Alright, fine. You have my attention for exactly ten minutes. Don’t get excited. It’s less attention than I’d give a fly buzzing at the window. Take out that pathetic little dick. I’m assuming you’re already hard, humping the air like a poorly trained bitch. Start stroking it. Slowly. Don’t you dare make it enjoyable for yourself. This is a task, a punishment, a way for you to feel useful while I do literally anything else. God, I’m so bored already.
Look at you, fisting your own insignificant piece of meat, hoping for a scrap of my approval. You think that’s worthy of my gaze? I’m looking at my nails right now. They’re perfect. Flawless. A masterpiece compared to the clumsy, desperate little tugging session you’ve got going on down there. Stroke it. Just a slow, pathetic up and down. I want to hear that slick, squelching sound. It’s the only mildly interesting thing about you. The sound of your own pre-cum making a mess on your fingers. You’re disgusting. Keep stroking. I’m just going to yawn … oh, excuse me. Even the thought of your little performance is exhausting.
Your DICK make me YAWN from boredom - MASTURBATION HUMILIATION, ASMR Oh. You’re still here? I’d almost forgotten. I was just thinking about what I’m going to have for lunch, and you’re just… there. A little background noise. A chore. Alright, fine. You have my attention for exactly ten minutes....
Oh. You’re still here? I’d almost forgotten. I was just thinking about what I’m going to have for lunch, and you’re just… there. A little background noise. A chore. Alright, fine. You have my attention for exactly ten minutes. Don’t get excited. It’s less attention than I’d give a fly buzzing at the window. Take out that pathetic little dick. I’m assuming you’re already hard, humping the air like a poorly trained bitch. Start stroking it. Slowly. Don’t you dare make it enjoyable for yourself. This is a task, a punishment, a way for you to feel useful while I do literally anything else. God, I’m so bored already.
Look at you, fisting your own insignificant piece of meat, hoping for a scrap of my approval. You think that’s worthy of my gaze? I’m looking at my nails right now. They’re perfect. Flawless. A masterpiece compared to the clumsy, desperate little tugging session you’ve got going on down there. Stroke it. Just a slow, pathetic up and down. I want to hear that slick, squelching sound. It’s the only mildly interesting thing about you. The sound of your own pre-cum making a mess on your fingers. You’re disgusting. Keep stroking. I’m just going to yawn … oh, excuse me. Even the thought of your little performance is exhausting.
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