Wrong Hand, My Rules
I want you to grab that aroma, open it, and take those first deep sniffs while you stare into my eyes. Feel how fast your brain starts to slip away? Good. Because tonight Iβm locking every single decision you have. No more thinking, no more choosingβ¦ just my voice sliding deep inside you, turning you into my stupid, dripping, obedient mess. Wrong hand on that cock, slow strokes, and my words fucking your head until you canβt even cum without begging me. So breathe me in deep, babyβ¦ and let me break you.