Addicted to Ass Worship Phone Sex

When admiration turns into ass worship, every glance brings you closer to gooning.

My farts are a gift of submission. Some obsessions start slowly. A glance, a curve, a breath caught in your throat. Then it grows. You start to crave the shape of me, the sway of my hips when I walk away, the promise of something just out of reach.

You try not to look. You fail every time. That soft addiction becomes devotion, almost worship. I feel your gaze on me before you speak, before you breathe. You’re no longer thinking about anything else. Just the way I move, the way I know exactly how to draw you in and keep you there, trembling on the edge of what you can’t have. How many times do you think you’ve thought of jerkikng your load all of my perfect round ass?

This is what I love: the way power and longing twist together until you forget where one ends and the other begins. You want to touch, but you don’t. You want to taste, but you wait. You want to worship, but you already are.

If that’s your weakness, if your thoughts always circle back to worshipping a hot thick ass—then maybe it’s time you stopped pretending. Give in. I know your cocks already hard for me. Call me 💦

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