That mind wasn’t made to think. That brain wasn’t meant to work.
The moment your hand meets your cock, it’s game over.
When you find yourself lost in my words, spiraling to my image, and stroking your brains out - You have entered your natural habitat, My gooned out toy.

I got you right where I want you, and you love it here.

That mind wasn’t made to think. That brain wasn’t meant to work.
The moment your hand meets your cock, it’s game over.
When you find yourself lost in my words, spiraling to my image, and stroking your brains out - You have entered your natural habitat, My gooned out toy.

I got you right where I want you, and you love it here.