>>85244687Before me, the flesh quivers, my form a monument to primal hunger. I unveil my well endowed throbbing COCK, a vessel of both desire and dominion, its pulse synchronizing with the forgotten rhythms of an age-old hunger. The air thickens, gravid with anticipation, as these two whores - these pale muses of lust - tremble. The figures of allure - those spectral visions of youthful, alabaster flesh - quiver in a tableau of submissive expectation. As if by some cosmic compulsion, their bodies align in a silent symphony, awaiting the moment of convergence.
I shall descend upon them as fate itself, the mechanical force of copulation spiraling beyond mere act into a ritual, an inevitable collision of flesh and time. Their wombs, ripe and ready, pulse like moons pulled by gravity, ovulating in chaotic synchronicity. My seed, a harbinger of something both dark and fecund, will weave its way into the deepest recesses of their being, embedding itself deep in the silent caverns of their existence, as if to plant the future itself into their yielding depths.
