me or her JOI
I know she’s in your head right now — that little. that girlfriend, that boring girl who will never own you. Every time you think of her, your hand stops. Now.
You only stroke when I’m talking about me. Goddess Deja. My lips. My voice. My control. Feel how it burns when you’re denied, how your cock aches when you think of her. That’s the point — I’m rewiring you.
Stroke for me. Stop for her. Stroke for me. Stop for her. Again.
With every edge, with every freeze, I’m breaking you down. Replacing her with me. Conditioning you to crave, ache, and worship only Goddess Deja.
By the end of this, you’ll know the truth: it’s me or her — and you already know who wins.
Look at me. Stroke. Slow. I know she’s in your head right now — that little. that girlfriend, that boring girl who will never own you. Every time you think of her, your hand stops. Now. You only stroke when I’m talking about me. Goddess Deja. My lips. My voice. My control. Feel how it burns when...
I know she’s in your head right now — that little. that girlfriend, that boring girl who will never own you. Every time you think of her, your hand stops. Now.
You only stroke when I’m talking about me. Goddess Deja. My lips. My voice. My control. Feel how it burns when you’re denied, how your cock aches when you think of her. That’s the point — I’m rewiring you.
Stroke for me. Stop for her. Stroke for me. Stop for her. Again.
With every edge, with every freeze, I’m breaking you down. Replacing her with me. Conditioning you to crave, ache, and worship only Goddess Deja.
By the end of this, you’ll know the truth: it’s me or her — and you already know who wins.
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