I don't blame you for leaving her for me. How could you resist? Look at me, every inch of me designed to captivate your senses. Start by placing your hand on your thigh, feel the warmth, the tension building. But you don't move further without my command. You're mine to command, mine to tease.

Feel that ache, that desperate need to please me? Good boy. Now, slowly move your hand up, but only if you can keep your eyes locked on mine. You're not just touching yourself; you're worshipping me.

Each stroke, each touch is for me. I own your pleasure, your release. You don't cum until ...

I don't blame you for leaving her for me. How could you resist? Look at me, every inch of me designed to captivate your senses. Start by placing your hand on your thigh, feel the warmth, the tension building. But you don't move further without my command. You're mine to command, mine to tease.

Feel that ache, that desperate need to please me? Good boy. Now, slowly move your hand up, but only if you can keep your eyes locked on mine. You're not just touching yourself; you're worshipping me.

Each stroke, each touch is for me. I own your pleasure, your release. You don't cum until I say so. You're under my spell, aren't you? My voice, my eyes, they're all you need to sink deeper, to obey without question.