Behold, the Worship of My Manhood

In a dimly lit, velvet-draped chamber, a dominant voice commands, "Look to my dick." You comply, your gaze drawn to the prominent tent in his trousers. He unbuttons, revealing a thick, veiny cock, already leaking precum. "Worship," he growls, and you begin, tracing the veins with your tongue, swirling around the head, tasting the salty sweetness of him. You take him deep, gagging slightly, but eager to please, to adore every inch of his magnificent dick.

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