Obsessed With His Hard Cock: A Hypnotic Blowjob Training

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Obsessed with His Hard Cock: A Hypnotic Blowjob Training
ALWAYS THINKING OF HARD COCK
The room is thick with anticipation, the air heavy with the scent of desire. He stands there, his cock already hard, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches her approach. She’s been thinking about this moment all day, her mind consumed by the thought of his cock in her mouth. The training has been intense, the hypnosis deep, and now she’s ready to prove herself. She drops to her knees, her eyes locked on his, and takes him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she sucks him deep. The power dynamic is clear, and she revels in it, her body trembling with excitement. He groans, his hands tangling in her hair, guiding her movements as she works him with her mouth. The room is filled with the sounds of their pleasure, the wet slurping of her mouth on his cock, the heavy breathing, the occasional moan. She’s his good little slut, and she’s going to make him come so hard. The thought of it sends a shiver down her spine, her pussy already wet with anticipation. She sucks him harder, her hand working the base of his cock, her other hand cupping his balls. He’s close, she can feel it, and she’s determined to make him explode. The room is a blur of sensation, the taste of him on her tongue, the feel of him in her mouth, the sound of his pleasure in her ears. She’s lost in the moment, her mind a whirl of lust and submission. He comes with a roar, his cock pulsing in her mouth as he fills her with his cum. She swallows it all, her eyes watering, her body trembling with satisfaction. She’s done it, she’s pleased him, and she can’t wait for the next lesson. The room is silent now, the only sound their heavy breathing, the only movement the gentle rise and fall of their chests. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with adoration, and he smiles down at her, his hand stroking her hair. She’s his, completely and utterly, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

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