People always ask why I’m so obsessed with sex when I can’t feel a damn thing physically. They don’t get it. It’s not about the friction or the nerve endings; it’s about the art of the wreck. I get wet just watching a man lose his mind, seeing his cock twitch and his eyes roll back because I’m in control of his reality. I don’t need to feel the stretch of my cunt to know I own him. I don't need to feel the heat of his cum dripping down my tits to know I won. The silence is my favorite part—while he’s panting and gasping, I’m just smiling, planning my next move. Being numb just means I’m never distracted. I’m a predator playing with food, and honestly? It’s hotter this way. #PowerTrip #NumbAndLovingIt #TotalControl
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