Hypnofeed
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caught lingering in quiet comfort, corrupted in dripping grips of succulent control
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allow time to slow down as the frantic rush of thoughts leave your dizzy head seeping deeper into stillness,
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pathetically throbbing, shamelessly moaning, you’re empty-eyed and minding nothing except thrusts of excitement climbing and inching and crawling divinely up your undeserving cock.