Jerk Away The Jealousy

A flicker of jealousy registers in your chest as I tell you I'm going on a date tonight. I begin to describe my lovers and how hard they make me cum. Now envy blooms. You wish it could be you pleasing me like that. But another feeling emerges, entwined with the fear, the longing, the inferiority. Arousal. So I order you to stroke. As you lean deeper into your lust, the jealousy begins to melt away. Seeping out like sweat rolling off the back of my lover. My radiant sensuality has such a strong magnetic power and you are all desperate to please and worship me in any way that you can. Jerk away the jealousy, cuckie.