Won't you come back for me? - December Advent Surprise Gift 1/4

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Hehehehehehehe. .. Surprise, surprise.

.. Hehehe. ..

Mmmmmmmmm. .. Season's greetings! Merry early Christmas! Welcome to the Little Advent Minigame and all that shit! Yeah, yeah, I get it.

Now shut up, and wait a minute. Cause already into this little voice message, I know you've got one of two reactions, and you're either grinning like an idiot. ..

I think I tell you often enough. Or. ..

Just how fucking sexy that smile is, either. You're asking, what's going on, and who is this goblin I'm listening to? It does things to me, you know that.

Sure, it makes me grin, but. .. Pfft, where's the sexy voice? Oh, how I want to just wrap you.

.. Pull you close and sink my teeth. ..

Into the gourd bone for me. Which, first of all, rude. My voice can be sexy, you just have bad taste.

But secondly, I'm kind of a big deal around here. And run the whole show. So, maybe suck it up and listen to some Space Boys already.

I'd certainly love it if you were sucking on something. But anyway. ..

Will that come next? I don't got a lot of time, okay? After feeling myself.

.. Fun fact, neither do you with this audio. Pressing into you, you just have to.

.. Pull down my pants. See for yourself.

Make me gasp when I look into your eyes at the moment. You put me on your tongue. One small clip from me, 24 hours for you.

That's all! So won't you use it well? You know how well I would use you for 24 hours.

Don't you? Even if it was just the same five minutes on repeat. Which five minutes would you choose? The beginning.

With our lips locked together. Hands running across clothes. The middle.

Where my lips and hands. .. Explore every inch of your bare body.

While you lay waiting for me. Temperatures starting to rise with each moan. ..

That I will drag from your mouth. Or that last part. Where my body weighs you down.

And you get to feel each muscle. .. Ripple in tense.

While my hips. .. Rock back and forth into yours.

What's that? More? More? What do you think this is? A Dickens novel from 1830? Maybe if you keep begging like that.

.. You'll get a Dickens. ..

Anyway. .. My perfect fucking pet.

I won't make it that easy. So let's talk about that mini-advent game I mentioned. One where you fuck yourself senseless for me.

And maybe I'll return the favor. In four parts. This one being the first, of course.

What's the game? How do I play? Listen, you gotta stop interrupting me, alright? I like my tangents, but.

.. Fine. Fine.

By coming back here. And coming again to me. That's how you play.

Like a good. .. Girl.

You come back here. Same time, same day next week. Each Sunday of December.

And each time you do. .. And each time you do.

.. You'll get a little gift from me. I might pass the mic off to someone else.

Unless they bribe me with cookies to record again. That's always hard to turn down. But you heard me.

You have your little mini-quest. And each one comes with a little mini-reward. So you better use it well.

So that I can use you just as well. Alright, guys. I heard the timer beep.

I know I can stop now, but I smell a distinct lack of chocolate. Aww. The end already? So short.

Oh dear. How many times do you have to hit repeat? Until you've gotten what you wanted.

What if I gave a little incentive? And promised that the next one would be longer. But for now.

.. Well. ..

I guess you'll have to decide. .. How you're going to cure that.

.. Un-delicious. ..

Ache. .. Between your legs.