Its MOMMIES Birthday
Imagine kneeling at my feet, wallet in hand as you wait for me to drain it all before using your head as a food stool.
My body looks fucking unreal and yet it’s completely natural and perfect.
I’m flawless from head to toe. It’s like I’ve been put on this planet to make
those weak beta minds spin and get them addicted to Me.
If you’re not spoiling your Mommy today, then what the fuck are you
doing? We both know you don’t have a girlfriend to spend your day
with... Chop chop, you know what to do
