She can’t compare… not to the way I make you tremble just by speaking your name. While she nags, I whisper, and you melt. While she touches, I own. That tiny thing between your legs twitches for me, not her because deep down, you know I ruin you in ways she never could. Every stroke is betrayal, every moan a confession. She can’t compare… and that’s exactly why you’re mine.
She doesn’t compare
She can’t compare… not to the way I make you tremble just by speaking your name. While she nags, I whisper, and you melt. While she touches, I own. That tiny thing between your legs twitches for me, not her because deep down, you know I ruin you in ways she never could. Every stroke is betrayal,...
She can’t compare… not to the way I make you tremble just by speaking your name. While she nags, I whisper, and you melt. While she touches, I own. That tiny thing between your legs twitches for me, not her because deep down, you know I ruin you in ways she never could. Every stroke is betrayal, every moan a confession. She can’t compare… and that’s exactly why you’re mine.
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