Your cock was throbbing, your grip nice and tight,As visions..
Added 2024-12-07 17:00:28 +0000 UTCYour cock was throbbing, your grip nice and tight,
As visions of Goddess consumed all your nights.
With headphones in place and the screen glowing dim,
You prepared for a session that would push every whim.
When out in your mind there arose such a clatter,
Your logic dissolved—what else could matter?
Away went your reason, your willpower gone,
Replaced by the rhythm of your hand stroking on.
