Laying around, waiting for one of you losers to pay tribute!

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On your knees. Eyes up. Wallet open. You don’t get to just look at a goddess. You worship her

Slippery. Sticky. Shameful. My spit hits harder than your bank account ever will. Tribute, baby. Or keep fantasizing from the sidelines.

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You say you’re broke? But you’re still watching me. Still dreaming. Still aching. Open your wallet. Let it hurt. Or stop pretending you're worthy of My attention.

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I kiss the camera… And your little heart thinks it’s for you. No, baby. It’s for your money. 💙 Want another? Prove it. Tribute or disappear.

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Lips like this don’t beg. They sip slowly… while you empty your bank account. You stare. You ache. I drink. You pay. 💙 Tribute before I take another sip.

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I’m smiling because you’re suffering. Because your balance is gasping for air. Because this face owns you—and you paid for the privilege. Keep draining. I’m not done laughing.

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You want to be ruined. Let me. I’ll drain your wallet like a slow venom—sweet, numbing, final. Spoil or suffer. Those are your only roles here.

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You’ll stare. You’ll ache. You’ll screenshot. But unless you pay, this ass doesn’t move for you. Tribute, or stay stuck behind the glass—like every other broke worm.

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Your wallet belongs to me, whether you know it or not. Now, come here and let me drain it!

Imagine the rest…. And pay for the privilege!

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