Welcome, boy toy.

I want you to sit down, make yourself comfortable and spread your legs for me.

Begin stroking, slowly, softly. Let yourself recede back into the corners of your mind as the gnawing desire takes over. Your identity escapes you, the outside world disappears. You live for these moments of blank bliss, bordering on the precipice of orgasm, riding the edge for your mistress.

You leak and you moan. Your eyes glaze over, your jaw slacks, you belong to me.

And you stroke, slowly and softly, leaking for me. Brainless for me. <...

Welcome, boy toy.

I want you to sit down, make yourself comfortable and spread your legs for me.

Begin stroking, slowly, softly. Let yourself recede back into the corners of your mind as the gnawing desire takes over. Your identity escapes you, the outside world disappears. You live for these moments of blank bliss, bordering on the precipice of orgasm, riding the edge for your mistress.

You leak and you moan. Your eyes glaze over, your jaw slacks, you belong to me.

And you stroke, slowly and softly, leaking for me. Brainless for me.

Welcome, boy toy. Welcome to Gooners’ Paradise.