Seaside Goddess in Beige - Your Wallet Drowns Today The sun kisses My skin while I stand above the endless sea, one arm raised, hair b**wing in the breeze, this tight ribbed dress clinging to every curve like it’s begging to be ripped off by a desperate slave. You see the innocent glasses and soft smile… but I’m anything but innocent. This beige dress is a trap. The way it hugs My heavy tits, the deep cleavage you can’t stop staring at, the back completely open down to My waist showing My soft skin and that naughty little tattoo on My thigh - every detail is designed to make weak boys leak and pay. Imagine this: You’re on your knees in the sand at My feet. I turn around slowly, letting the wind lift the slit of the dress and flash more of My legs while I look over My shoulder with that bratty smirk. “Send $40 and I’ll let you worship the view properly,” I whisper. You obey. Then another $60 because I start describing how I’d sit on your face right here with the ocean watching. By the time the sun sets you’re completely drained - wallet and balls, while I count My new tribute money with a satisfied laugh. This is your reality now, pet. A beach Goddess who ruins you with nothing but a dress and a look.
