a sequel to my best selling clip of ALL TIME, commissioned by the same foot boy who requested the first one.

it's been forever so i figure i may as well give you the key to your chastity cage back. don't get too excited though cuz there's a catch. once you swallow that key, it's all yours. once it comes out the other end at least.

i want your paychecks. i want your bank account emptied. i want you beyond broke. i want you to take out loans till your bank kicks you out on the street.

you're jealous of my boyfriend. i can tell. i can see it in the way you look at him. and i know why. you know that any man i date must be impossibly well endowed, and, well, it's true. whereas you on the other hand... well. allow me to tell you how you don't measure up. literally.

i gave you an ENTIRE YEAR to get laid, and you couldn't do it. you've been a virgin for this long and, well, it's better off for me to just lock you in chastity. at least you'll have an excuse for still being a virgin at your age.

i've allowed you out of chastity to jack off, and i'm going to tell you how to do it. for this JOI you're going to need an empty toilet paper tube. she'll be your girlfriend for tonight.

you measure up in every way, except one. your tiny dick makes you useless to me. unless, of course, you allow me to remove it. why don't you let me fix your, ahem, little problem for good.

here's the short version of the story: your wife found me on your laptop, we went to lunch, and then i fucked her in your marital bed. i made her cum more times that one day than you have your whole marriage. so now she's with me, and we're going to rinse you for everything you have.

you boys are always asking me the same thing: how can you get my attention? i'll tell you. you have to pay for it. yes, cold hard cash and gifts is the only way to get my attention. no matter how many groveling emails you send me begging to worship me, the only devotion that will truly get my attention and make me like you is in your wallet. you can start by sending an amazon gift card to yourgoddessmarina at gmail.

listen up boys: i'm sick and tired of doing all the work around here. i spend my time filming, editing, making gifs of myself, uploading, promoting myself, posting... and what do you do? just sit there and jerk off to my hard work? well i'm done. i want YOU to make a clip for ME. yes, really! film yourself doing some stupid embarrassing things just for me and there may be a reward in it for you. my email is yourgoddessmarina at gmail. i'm waiting.

you're a fucking foot and shoe obsessed loser, and quite frankly, it entertains me to watch you jerk off with your face buried in one of my stinky sneakers. and that's exactly what you're going to do. take a big whiff of all that sweat and dirt built up from years of wear and start wanking it, loser.

i'm sure you understand that your dick is small, but do you truly understand just how fucking minuscule it is? i've come up with a visual comparison for you: a tampon. your dick is smaller than a tampon. i can't even feel one of these when it's inside me all day, so how would you think i could even feel your teeny weenie little pin dick? it must suck to be you.