I’m every sinful thought you’ve ever had… in the flesh.
Goddess curves, tight eye contact that ruins men—yeah, that kind of stare.
A wet grip that’ll make you forget your own name. No rush. No cap. No mercy.
I take control and give pleasure like it’s a religion—And somehow that’s still exactly what I do.
Which, okay, let’s see who taps out first k! Wait — you can also just text now and we’ll go from there.
Don’t flake X, I’m not the one.
