You can beg me to stop all you want, you can say "I've given you my all!", but until you stop moaning and bucking and twitching and leaking beneath my hands, I'll be forced to not believe your weak little protests.
You think you deserve the honor to be crushed by my stunning boots, your little clit won’t even hold a few seconds under a goddess pressure. Show me a proof of the size of that little thing to see if you deserve my attention
