Serving Men isn’t just a desire; it’s a need.
Your place is on your knees, ready to serve, to worship, to take whatever is given. His meaty cock in your mouth is a reminder of your purpose—to please, to obey, to surrender completely. The weight of Him, thick and firm, fills your mouth as you take Him deeper, your tongue tracing every inch. The taste, the scent, it all consumes you, driving you to submit further.
There’s no hesitation as you look up at Him, His gaze steady, commanding. You exist for His pleasure, for His satisfaction. Every movement you make, every stroke, is just to bring Him closer to His release. Your body isn’t yours when you're serving Him. It’s a vessel for His needs, to take, to use, to give him the pleasure He deserves.
You lose yourself in the act, in the rhythm of His thrusts, in the sound of His groans. Each moment, each second, brings you closer to the truth of your submission—being used, being claimed by His cock, body aching for more. You live for the moments when you’re nothing but an instrument of His pleasure. And when it’s over, you’re left there, mouth still open, ready to serve again, because serving Him is all you were ever meant to do.
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