Halloween’s over, but tell me... did the fantasy stay with you?
Sometimes the real thrill begins after the mask comes off - when you realize what part of it was real.
I keep thinking about how you watched, how quiet it got near the end. That pause between curiosity and want 🔥
The pause of excitement before you finish mmm
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The Jessica fantasy might be gone for now, but I’m still here - burgundy has remained, but now it is underwear, a slow and musical voice that my loved ones hear (are you here?), the same urge to make you remember how it felt.
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Maybe it’s time for something new to haunt you 🥀
What kind of fantasy do you have in your dirty mind?