Mmm, there’s something about the goon haze that drives you wild. As you begin to stroke your cock for Me, surrendering to every moan that escapes My perfect lips, your mind goes blank, and you’re entranced by the rhythm of pumping your cock to Me. It’s automatic, almost robotic, as you wrap your hand around your goon stick and jerk. Everything becomes blurry, hazy even. You find yourself slipping deeper into the goon haze, completely lost in the Violet void.
