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Your eyes widen as I walk in, catching you mid-stroke. My hands, warm and inviting, take over, guiding you to the edge and back, again and again. Your breath hitches, cock twitching, as I whisper promises of pleasure, only to deny you completion. You're mine now, to command and control, your obsession with my touch growing with each cruel, delicious stroke.