self-sufficiently succulent, such soft control reminding you of your worthless desires, such primitive urges doused in suffocating cascades of silencing tits inching closer to squish your senses away.

watch their heavy sway sending you deeper into obedient slumber as you drift along to their merciless entrancement

you know only to stare and feel good.
only to stare and feel good.
only to stare and feel good.

serving is staring and submitting is pleasure, submitting to serve in obedient pleasure as you helplessly stare and sleep.