You've been lying to yourself about her for way too long. She doesn't make your cock twitch like this. She doesn't melt your brain. She doesn't own your guilt. But I do. You already know she's not enough. Your cock didn't choose her... it chose Me. So block her. Stroke for Me. Replace her with the addiction you can't hide anymore. I'm the one occupying your brain, I'm the reason you can't stay loyal, and I'm the only one who knows what to do with your pleasure. She never had you. I already own you.
