Heavens, does this capture you? This look, this feeling… it’s all so forbidden. I’m practically begging for you to find me. You can taste it, can’t you? That thrill of the unspoken, the things I *want* to say, the things I *want* you to do. I’m already yours. Come closer, feel the heat rising as you start to explore what I’m offering. Don’t you want to see how deep I go? Chat with me, whisper your secrets. I am ready.
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You’ve already said everything that you need to say, love.
🥵
Take it
What would you say anyhow. He seems to be content to plowing your hole.
How’s that taste?