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my body yearns for your hands to shape it for hours. An empty, agreeable submissive slumping and squishing into your arms- your powerful manipulation.
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roaming thoughts hang low in clouded whispers edging you closer to my touch; tracing hands in lulling motions so gracefully, euphorically sinking into satisfying control
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a guided titnosis with cece
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drag to bed and spoil completely. repeat.