Harter arsch-anbetung

You love the darkness of my ass eating all your will, the vestiges of self-control that remain in your brain now do not exist, you are mine, and you love it. You love how it seems that I'm going to sit on your face but in the end I don't, but then I do it without realizing it until I am out of breath, but then I stop, and then I tell you how to make your penis scream for me, that's why , this that you love so much. You were not born for something else, you are born in my anus and you fade away there, there is no other way out, your humanity literally lives in my ass, and you will never recover it again, now you are an object, you are useful, just for this, for me to feel on your face while you stop breathing, slowly...