No cup can fill me except for the cup that is already empty. My thirst is insatiable and your wine is only a taste for my papilar. I will drink it all and you will beg me for more.
My wand is a sceptre that acknowledges that I am reign and goddess over my sexuality. From the pelvis genitalia to your mouth, I shall make an oral expression of your desire. I am a queen in her palace and from my throne I am contempt in lust. Any kind of lust that you please, my king. Together we are active and complete. I too, am active in all sorts of way. I combine my active urge with my receptive powers of feminine libido. My hair could be white from all the semen that I have upon me, in this miracle of womb that gives birth to life. I may hold in my hand a gigantic dildo that I can wield to punish or please to reconcile or demand. I demand that you open your mouth, today I am queen. I demand that you spread your feet, today I am blue. Together with red, I dance and the emotion trembles of my orgasm. Rise, phallic energy, rise.
I fill every hole with my eyes, I masturbate to my baton. Bring me your confidence and I will confide in you.

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