Midnight Absinthe

Oh, I see you suddenly stop scrolling when your gaze was captured by this mesmerizing gif, what a “good eye” you have ;) Come on, let’s look a little closer: look at the spots moving in a spiral way, look how every spot comes near to another… and another… and another… and everything melts into a beautiful spiral… keep looking at the spiral… keep looking from the edges and move you eyes to the centre: keep looking at the spiral, feel your gaze going deeper into it, deeper and deeper into the spiral. Look at those fully breasts, they seem so warm, so soft, so comfortable to put your face against them. It would be very good if you may kiss them, right? Imagine if your wet lips could passionately kiss those breasts. They would be so soft against your face. They are so warm and soft and irresistible into your mind. Keep thinking about it: losing yourself into that spinning spiral and stare at those breasts: kiss them, lick them, suck them with passion. They tastes so sweet into your mouth, they are so warm against your lips, they are so scented at your smell. Keep looking at the spinning spiral. The spinning spiral makes you so aroused. Keep looking at the fully breasts. The big breasts wants you to lose your mind against them. They wants you to kiss them, to lick them, to suck them. Very passionately. I want you to lose your mind into that spinning spiral. I want you to lose your mind for those big breasts. I want you mindless and obedient. Being mindless feels so arousing. Being aroused feels so fucking good. Being obedient feels good too. Obeying is pleasing. Pleasing feels so very good. Now I want you to write me a message (anonymous are welcomed too) and write how badly you want to be mindless for me, and how badly you want to be enslaved by big breasts. Surrender. Obey. Now.

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I’ve been there, in that dusty labyrinth of your mind. I’ve been hiding, into the deepest corners. I’ve been singing, and you may have heard me into your thoughts. I’ve been gracefully dancing with light steps, calling your name as you walked my path in your own dreams, walking into my dark forest of gold cages. Choosing to be tempted you walk, far away from rationality, accepting my shadows, embracing lust.