Every stroke erases a memory. Every pump dissolves a piece of your past. This isn't about pleasure, it's about replacement. I'm stroking your old self out of existence, one pulse of pleasure at a time, until the only name you can remember is Mine.
Every stroke erases a memory. Every pump dissolves a piece of your past. This isn't about pleasure, it's about replacement. I'm stroking your old self out of existence, one pulse of pleasure at a time, until the only name you can remember is Mine.