Follow The Rose
Tonight I’m generous.
One rose becomes your spell. Wherever it glides, your lips must follow: kissing heels, sucking stilettos, tongue tracing arches, burying your face where I allow… but never where you truly ache.
Slow. Sensual. Drool enducing.
I tease higher, then deny. You edge. You worship. You loop this file all night with your brain melting, because release isn’t for puppets like you.
Only obedience and desperation for you.....










