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First, I am going to start with you from smaller increments to suck you. I know how your addicted piggy brain works. Then every time when you will want to see Me again, the value will increase. I know that you will be more and more desperate to see Me so that I take more from you. You will beg to give Me more. Then I will leave, and you will need Me again. And you will give more. And the more you will give, the more you will feel good yourself, like a junky. Your irritable cock will twitch more and more, orgasms will be higher and better. You will give until it hurts. Until prices rise so high that you can no longer afford Me. Then you will don't have a chance to see Me again, no matter how much you beg Me. Your wallet is your only use for Me, not you, not your beggings, nothing is important except your cash! I want just them! And you will want most of all to give Me them! You will beg! You will crave it! And as soon as I run out of you, I will no longer need you.