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Oral Fixation
It's not a secret: you worship me. i am perfect: my lips, my wonderfully crooked teeth, my pierced tongue, my eyes, my neck, my jaw, my cheekbones, my silky smooth skin... i have the face of a goddess. the way i carry myself, the way i move, the way i exist... you know just how far beneath me you stood. you now find yourself on your knees, mesmerized in desperation, unable to look away. longing to kiss me, to be a willing mouth to catch the ashes from my cigarette or the spit from my lips... and i let you because i love to see that delicious eagerness to sanctify everything that i am... at your expense.
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