Kneeling for Your Pleasure

"These eyes looking up at you while I'm on my knees," she whispers, her gaze locked onto yours. Her knees sink into the soft carpet, her body poised in anticipation. She's a vision of submission, her eyes reflecting the raw hunger she sees in yours. As she awaits your command, her breath hitches, her chest rising and falling in a rhythm that mirrors the throbbing in your pants.

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