The fervent desire for “Pussy is God” to escape my lips consumes you, a mantra that amplifies the undeniable power held within those words. Yet, the irony lies in perpetual denial, a decree that echoes through each sacrifice and expenditure. You willingly invest in something forever out of reach, your devotion unwavering despite the unattainable nature of your worship. “Pussy is God,” a tantalizing chant that underscores your subservience, the unreachable deity forever commanding your unwavering allegiance.
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