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my oral fixation is a warning, not an invitation.
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Your sinking obedience is so intoxicating I could weave mindless knots and tangle you helplessly until you’re restricted, bound, and squeezed up…
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Undeniable devotion rises slowly to greet you like a smiling sun, taking a deep sigh of pleasure as the realization of a blissful dawn fogs your brain
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Dampened thoughts rain down and embrace your tired head, so fantastically sleepy and whimsical. All you need is my direction, my wonderful words to entice a fire of devotion within you.