Swipe.
Scroll.
Swipe.
Scroll.
The dolling doom will take its toll.
Pause.
Savor.
Pause.
Savor.
Accepting free favors, as your conscience labors.
Palms sweat.
Eyes wide.
Palms sweat.
Eyes wide.
Hypnotized by her thighs, the vampire in disguise.
No sleep.
Can’t stop.
No sleep.
Can’t stop.
Pain hungers as the props romp.
Reset.
Relapse.
Reset.
Relapse.
Gasping with raspy breath, thrill fades,
hollow theft.
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Cuts deep, thanks for sharing.