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I Want You To Orgasm
I stand, and all eyes are drawn to me, A magnetic force, unspoken, yet clear. Men stumble on their words, caught in my rhythm, Their gaze follows mine, a dance of desire, But when I turn, I know they avert, Pretending they weren’t lost in the heat of my touch, The sway of my body, an untold story.
I revel in the power of this magnetic pulse, Watching as you shift, uneasy, Your tie pulled tight, as I tease and mesmerize. Feel my hands caress the space between us, Do you long to reach, to claim? But no, I’m untouchable— A mystery wrapped in skin and energy.
With every step, every glance, I play, You, hypnotized, caught in my sway. I don't need to act to make you ache, I only need to exist, to radiate this energy— The kind that lingers and leaves you wanting, Yet never fully satisfied.
And when the night calls, I’ll light the flame, and let the music play, As the smoke curls around us, My energy wrapped in each note, A rhythm you can't resist, A wave you can never ride.
No, I won’t let you possess me, But I’ll offer you the taste of this electric touch, Just enough to stir your soul, But never enough to quench the fire I ignite. Let us exchange what words can't contain— An orgasm of energy, beyond flesh.
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I revel in the power of this magnetic pulse, Watching as you shift, uneasy, Your tie pulled tight, as I tease and mesmerize. Feel my hands caress the space between us, Do you long to reach, to claim? But no, I’m untouchable— A mystery wrapped in skin and energy.
With every step, every glance, I play, You, hypnotized, caught in my sway. I don't need to act to make you ache, I only need to exist, to radiate this energy— The kind that lingers and leaves you wanting, Yet never fully satisfied.
And when the night calls, I’ll light the flame, and let the music play, As the smoke curls around us, My energy wrapped in each note, A rhythm you can't resist, A wave you can never ride.
No, I won’t let you possess me, But I’ll offer you the taste of this electric touch, Just enough to stir your soul, But never enough to quench the fire I ignite. Let us exchange what words can't contain— An orgasm of energy, beyond flesh.
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