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How much do you crave my ass? How much do you crave my ass in skin tight, see-through white pants? How much do you ache for release when being made to masturbate to my ass, told to jerk and stop at my whim? That's what I thought. I know your desires better than you know yourself and I will exploit them to control you. Your fantasies are your Achilles' heel, the weaknesses that a clever woman like me uses to get her way. Like this.. you're masturbating frantically as I sway my ass from side to side, in agony as you wait for me to tell you to orgasm. Will I give you the command? Or will I make you sit and stroke without stopping as you stare at the screen?