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Tempted by a woman sensuality and softness, we hold your willpower in our hands, your strength weakens, as your knees tremble to grovel before us, we’re an addictive allure that lingers on your tongue and breath, your fickle mind can’t help but to narrow and hyper focus on our flesh, to worship the very body that has captured our divinity. As you feel subpar and inferior, your essence used to empty and nurture us, a tool we use to entertain us like jesters.