Kneel before your Goddess on her throne while I drag you to the razor’s edge over and over, counting down slow and filthy until your cock is a swollen, dripping mess that lives only for my voice. Every number is a torment, every pause a cruel tease, and when I finally reach zero you’ll explode harder than you ever thought possible: if I decide you’ve earned it, pet.
Countdown from Bunnie’s Throne | JOI |
Kneel before your Goddess on her throne while I drag you to the razor’s edge over and over, counting down slow and filthy until your cock is a swollen, dripping mess that lives only for my voice. Every number is a torment, every pause a cruel tease, and when I finally reach zero you’ll explode...
Kneel before your Goddess on her throne while I drag you to the razor’s edge over and over, counting down slow and filthy until your cock is a swollen, dripping mess that lives only for my voice. Every number is a torment, every pause a cruel tease, and when I finally reach zero you’ll explode harder than you ever thought possible: if I decide you’ve earned it, pet.
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