𝐄𝐳𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬

faster and faster, harder and harder; it may not receive any physical pleasure this time, but it did not need to — it was but an object to be used and discarded.

pathetic indeed, but it was in no place to comment, skullfucked like a fleshlight and loving every second of it, latex lips tightly wrapped around that pounding cock, eyes rolled away behind its blindfold.

stupid? perhaps. mindless, anyways, or easily made so; eagerly sucking as well as it could despite the latex, head obediently bobbing up and down as it took his length.

a quiet sound, but it obediently accepts all that is given; latex mouth hungrily wrapping around the cock, gagging helplessly.

it is open, wide and waiting.

it has no other purpose. had it a mouth, it would beg and plead. it has only a hole.

bait is made to be taken. it is made to be taken.

truth be told, she's right..

Through 𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 you will learn 𝗣𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲 You will achieve 𝗖𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 by never achieving 𝗖𝗹𝗶𝗺𝗮𝘅 You will become 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 Because I am 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴