I control every sound you hear—my voice, my breath, the creak of leather as I circle you. You don't touch; you don't move; you only listen while I describe exactly what I'm denying you, counting down just to stop before you fall. My laughter fills the silence when you whimper, reminding you that I own your release completely. Tonight, you learn that pleasure is whatever I decide it is.
Doxy takes control fin
I control every sound you hear—my voice, my breath, the creak of leather as I circle you. You don't touch; you don't move; you only listen while I describe exactly what I'm denying you, counting down just to stop before you fall. My laughter fills the silence when you whimper, reminding you that I...
I control every sound you hear—my voice, my breath, the creak of leather as I circle you. You don't touch; you don't move; you only listen while I describe exactly what I'm denying you, counting down just to stop before you fall. My laughter fills the silence when you whimper, reminding you that I own your release completely. Tonight, you learn that pleasure is whatever I decide it is.
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