La**** Posted May 28, 2024 The mind fuck. It's anticipation, the good and the bad. A scenario ***ted in vivd technicolor and then left to replay over and over in my mind, as the hours slide slowly by. It's standing in the dark, breath coming in ragged pants, waiting for a stroke or a strike, a rough hand to maneuver me. Position me. It's a hand covering my mouth and nose, eyes blazing down at me, wickedly dark. When do I breathe? When you say so. It's my shame, held up in front of me, impossible to ignore. It's making me cum, hard, while I still have that *** fesh in my eyes, my mouth, my nose. My mind. It's the razor edge of ***, of wondering, how far will you push me? How far can I go? It's surrender, unlocking that most secret, most sacred, part of my mind, and handing it to you.
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