A espiral com fome de pau

Every time you gaze into my spirals, you feel it, don't you? That deep, gnawing craving intensifying within you. You can't help but want it, need it, to become the very best cocksucker you can be. It's not just a desire; it's a compulsion now, growing stronger with each mesmerizing turn. The spirals in my eyes, those endless, mesmerizing whirls, have awakened something primal in you. Your anticipation quivers through your body, a physical manifestation of your insatiable hunger for dick. Lost in the depths of my spirals, there's no act too degrading, no humiliation too great, if it means satisfying that all-consuming need within you. My spirals have shown you your true calling – a life forever on your knees, mouth open, always seeking, always needing. How amusing it is for me, the Spiraling Goddess, to witness your transformation.