The gentlest breeze, the subtle caress – it doesn’t matter what the light touch is from, my nipples react.

I crave touch. I yearn for the deliberate contact. The rub of a thumb. The squeeze of a hand. The pinch of fingers. The grip of clamps. The pain of a too tight, too intense, too painful vice-like clamp being tightened more. I don’t care how, just make me soar on the stimulation of my nipples and then, when they are sensitive and raw, take them into your mouth and suck. Make me tremble. Make me moan. Make me come.

Erect nipple framed against black negative space

Press my buttons, please.

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