Goddess Lulu – TRIGGERED

You were warned. And you still pressed play. I cross my legs and your cock twitches. I lean forward and you lose focus. You don’t even realize how trained you are—how deep this body lives in your brain. The stockings, the thighs, the heels, the voice… every inch of me is a trigger. Your breath slows. Your hand moves. I didn’t ask. I told you. Stroke. Slow. Just like that. While I walk—heels echoing through your skull—while I touch, tease, bend, arch… while I make your cock suffer for every bounce of my tits and every curve of my ass. You’re not stroking for permission. You’re stroking because I own you. And every second I move, you get deeper, dumber, more desperate. You don’t even know if I’ll let you finish… and that’s exactly why your cock won’t stop. This isn’t a tease. It’s an order you feel in your spine. Triggered. Addicted. Rewired. Now prove it, stroke puppet.