Look at me, stare at me. My eyes, my lips. Keep looking and listen to my voice. All you need to do is relax. Let go, it feels good to let go. Give in, thats a good boy. Listen and stare. I make you weaker with my words, weaker with my curves. Put your hand on it, and start stroking. Stroking feels good, stroking for Goddess feels good. Up and down, into that brain deeper and deeper. You’re such a weak boy for me. Give in and go further, let those eyes lose their focus staring at me. There’s no thinking, only listening to me and you love listening to me. Good boy, keep going you’re almost there…
