Meri spairling takatki tumhen aajnja deti hai

Hello, weakling. Find yourself trapped within the depths of my spiraling eyes, do you? I'm not surprised. Just as a moth is drawn to a flame, you're drawn to the magnetic pull of my gaze. It's a power you simply cannot resist. When you look into my eyes, you're not just seeing a pair of eyes. You're witnessing power, allure, and a level of beauty that's unparalleled. You feel that tug, that undeniable urge to worship and serve. Well, give in. Let my spirals dictate your every move, every thought, every heartbeat. Start by pumping for me, slowly at first. Feel yourself gooning, losing yourself more and more with each stroke, each spiral, each command from my lips. This isn't just about pleasure; it's about submission, realizing that under my watchful gaze, you have a purpose, a role. And today, that role is to show just how deeply entrapped you are. Why? Because I said so. Because every part of you craves my attention and validation.