I’m every sinful thought you’ve ever had… in the flesh.
Goddess curves, eye contact that ruins men, and a wet grip that’ll make you forget your own name—cool, I’m not gentle about it.
No rush, no cap, no mercy. I take control and give pleasure like it’s a religion. And yeah, I get that people act tough, then they tap out—wait, or they just fantasize about it instead, which is fine until it isn’t.
Text now. Don’t flake X, I’m not the one—anyway, hit me up through text and we’ll see who taps out first k!
Which, okay. I take control… again, because apparently that part matters.
