You always chicken out at the last second, don’t you, loser? Not this time. I lock my ruthless, unblinking stare on you and order you to pump until your brain leaks out of your cock. Face-to-face, I make you edge again and again with nothing but my voice and my merciless eyes. When I finally count you down, you’ll cum straight into your trembling hand and swallow every warm, sticky drop while I watch, smirking. No excuses, no mercy—just Goddess Rosie’s perfect gaze guiding you to slurp your own filth like the obedient cum-eating bitch you were born to be. Ready to stop being a coward and finally eat it for me?