Fiecare lovitură a pensulei mele trimite fiori în jos coloanei vertebrale

As you sit there, perched on the edge of My bed, your eyes are drawn to the Enticing rhythm of My hairbrush gliding through My Dark tresses. Each stroke sends shivers down your spine, and I can see the hunger in your gaze growing with every passing moment. The light dances off My glossy, raven locks, casting a spell of pure lust that ensnares you completely. Watch closely, My eager pet, as I run My fingers through this silken waterfall. The scent of My hair tickles your nose, a teasing prelude to the ecstasy that awaits. Feel the beautiful aroma envelop you, a sensory delight that promises pleasures untold. Now, imagine the softness of My hair brushing against your skin, a gentle caress that leaves you yearning for more. You're captivated, utterly entranced by the Goddess before you, and you'd do anything to bury your face in this luscious mane. But remember, patience is a virtue, and good things come to those who wait. So sit back, relax, and let Me take you on a journey of seduction.