You are a slave to shine. Obedient in every way. Mesmerized when you see it and unable to resist. Like a moth drawn to a flame. But danger awaits the eager and desperate moth. Just as it awaits you.

It's already too late. You're getting so turned on by my wicked words. You're feeling so aroused by my shiny black dress and pink satin gloves. Your cock grows, swells, aches to be touched. So take it out and touch it.

You're distracted by my dazzling hourglass curves. The longer you watch, the weaker you become. The moody music signals danger, but you can't... Show more