The answer is crystal clear, isn’t it? Look at how I’ve turned you into a weak, helpless mess. It’s already impossible to resist stroking to me. To say that I own your orgasm wouldn’t be an exaggeration. This is what you crave: relinquishing control and declaring me the sole owner of your cock and your climax. Nothing excites you more than taking that leap for me. Who owns your orgasm? Shout it out loud. Now, let’s make it resound as I count you down. I want you to feel it as you declare to the world, “Goddess Lindsey owns my orgasms!” A surge of exhilaration rushes through you, coursing deep into your core as you release for me, and there’s no turning back. This feeling is yours forever. Goddess Lindsey owns your climax.
