It's all about the experience.
From sight to touch to scent to taste to hearing it's an act that simply enthralls me. Perhaps it's my neurodivergence hyper fixating on the dopamine. Maybe I'm genuinely a saint. I'm probably just an Incubus feeding off the orgasms. Whatever it may be my appetite is insatiable. Do you think you're enough of a meal to satisfy my hunger?
I start to get excited when I know it's about to begin. Like presents on a table for my birthday, I eye it while staying civil all the while thinking what's the fastest way to get the wrapper off.
I'm such a beast grabbing at my prey, just gripping thighs and breasts. My hands finding their way everywhere you'd swear I was Shiva. I read a body like the blind read braille. My fingers are something magical, I wave them around saying "Wingardium Leviosa".
The sent just drive me wild. It has to be the pheromones because it just triggers the animal side of me. I'm blinded with lust from when I inhale the smell of a woman in heat. It just primal.
And the flavor! It's nectar of the gods. I want to drown in it, trust me I try. I guzzle every once like water in the desert. I get messy, just cover my face from ear to ear in juices. I know, I'm such glutton I can't help but eat and eat and eat until there's nothing left of you.
Oh and the moans, you would have never guess you were an opera singer. It's as if the noise are saying thank you, just praising me for more. I can only oblige to every note to give more. I keep up with the tempo as I lick with beat.
I can only stand by and admire my work, just watch as you enjoy the orgasms. Wait to do it all over again. Stimulate any part of you and every part of you.
Don't waste my time. Serious inquiries only.
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