The Temple of Rishi's Cock

In the dimly lit, incense-filled room, Rishi Bhardwaja awaits, his body a testament to years of tantric practice. A woman, both fearful and aroused, enters. Rishi, his voice a low, resonant rumble, commands her to undress. She complies, revealing soft curves and hard nipples. Rishi's cock twitches, straining against his loincloth. He approaches her, his movements fluid and predatory. He runs a calloused hand down her body, making her shiver. He whispers, "You're here to please my cock, aren't you?" She nods, eager, and he grins, revealing a hint of teeth. "Good girl," he growls, and the dance begins.

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