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You thought you could resist? Sweet boy… no one resists Me. My tits aren’t just flesh, they’re an altar, a spell you’ll never recover from. The way they move, the way they fill your vision, the way I tease you with what you’ll never touch… it leaves you aching, trembling, addicted. Every stroke ties you tighter. Every glance makes you weaker. You’ll worship with your eyes, with your breath, with every desperate twitch of your cock. By the time I’m done with you, you won’t even remember life before this. Because this isn’t just tit worship. This is irresistible. A hunger that never ends. A craving that rewires you. And once you start, you’ll never stop.