On your knees, gray hair bowed low, Sixty- one and aching, yet you know I am Mistress Alexa, twenty-nine, fierce flame, Miami heat wrapped in silk and pain. Your girlfriend sleeps while you crawl to me, Cock twitching at the sound of my decree. I own your thoughts before I own your skin, Every breath you take will scream my name within. Lick the words I send across the screen, Stroke slow and desperate, but do not cum, my...