Let’s drop the facade, shall we? You’re more than eager to indulge in this, no coercion necessary! With each stroke, imagine that familiar salty taste lingering on your tongue. It’s only a matter of moments before your release, that anticipated eruption of loser spunk, decorating your face in its warm embrace. I’ll guide you, delicately, to use your fingers to savor every last drop, ensuring not a single precious bit goes to waste. Your reverence for your own cum is unmatched, your meticulousness in its consumption a testament to its significance. Can you feel the surge of adrenaline as you read these words? A mixture of nerves and excitement, a sensation you’ve grown accustomed to. Embrace it as I tantalize you with my alluring form, counting down to that inevitable moment of loser bliss.
