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so endlessly sleepy you sway and stare at translucent strings slowly dancing on your skin, sighing in submission to glistening sirens taking you deep into consuming dreams.
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come closer to lick, and closer to feel, and closer to engulf this warmth so healing you’ll never escape the wonder of satisfaction soaking onto your lips
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my allure enthralls from within, a feast that satisfies after your stamina dies
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control is gifted to those who can yield its power, its massive weight of dextrous complexities gliding in and out of webs so silkily tied behind endless facades.