Sink Into My Pleasure - SFX Erotic Hypnosis Script
Sink. Sink in now the sound of my pleasure, sweetie. Allow my mother to wash over you and lull you into a place of calm and relaxation where all else can simply forgotten be forgotten. Only our pleasure exists pleasure exists. Sleep, eyes closed, body heavy heavy and tension free.
Allow your mind to go blank because right here right now right now. Nothing else matters but joy and bliss. So listen to my mugs and drop. Feeling so good, so good, ready to fall deeper for me. Deeper into the sound of my voice and the words that I say.
Limpsiness and drop and drop, becoming open and ready to share my pleasure feet as you listen to the song that I hear. You drop deeper into drum around the rising high rising high. High high to my heart. Mind. As you drift and see, mugs and sigh and whim.
Feeling sound good. No soreness. Mine going blank and empty. To be filled with only the sound of my pleasure, my pleasure. The longer you listen, these and the better and better you'll feel.
Always dropping teething, growing more and more aroused each pussy. Hands depression feel hotter and wetter, throbbing, opening me. …
Sink. Sink in now the sound of my pleasure, sweetie. Allow my mother to wash over you and lull you into a place of calm and relaxation where all else can simply forgotten be forgotten. Only our pleasure exists pleasure exists. Sleep, eyes closed, body heavy heavy and tension free.
Allow your mind to go blank because right here right now right now. Nothing else matters but joy and bliss. So listen to my mugs and drop. Feeling so good, so good, ready to fall deeper for me. Deeper into the sound of my voice and the words that I say.
Limpsiness and drop and drop, becoming open and ready to share my pleasure feet as you listen to the song that I hear. You drop deeper into drum around the rising high rising high. High high to my heart. Mind. As you drift and see, mugs and sigh and whim.
Feeling sound good. No soreness. Mine going blank and empty. To be filled with only the sound of my pleasure, my pleasure. The longer you listen, these and the better and better you'll feel.
Always dropping teething, growing more and more aroused each pussy. Hands depression feel hotter and wetter, throbbing, opening me. You have no choice but to come for me, with me with me because each sound that you hear me make brings you close and close and to a touch free orgasm. The pressure builds and builds. Your blood pumping quicker and higher.
My voice face. Bring me closer and closer to the very edge and over self carelessness feeling better and better. Slap and drop even further for me, sweetie. You. Your love is feeling is feeling.
And every time you listen to my voice, you feel me feel inhalation the inhalation. Doors and memories of previous files come flooding back and fill you with a joyful euphoria. All the past orgasms that you've experienced with me. Listen to listen to my voice my Obey, obey, mark, mark, rise up from the bottom of your memory and saturate your entire conscious and subconscious mind. Nothing on Earth can stop this from having a happy pet.
Such a good lighting for me. Sofa and her beauty and her beauty. So eager for every word that I say and every sound that I make. Feet, falling deeper into triumph with everyone. From the end, it sounds until only pleasure remains in me as all else falls away away as you sleep for me drifting further into my voice.
Feeling better and better the more that you listen. You Found my pleasure my pleasure. And the ones that I see. And the ones that I see. I want you to feel so very good, sweetie.
Unprecedented sexual beliefs, increasing with every single second second, growing in heat and urgency, blanketing your every thought and every side, throbbing forehead, consenting around the horizon as you listen to me moan over and over again. Because my pleasure is your pleasure, and yours is mine. Chaps of your body and mind. A pretty little submissive toy for me to play with and shake into my perfect plaything plaything, always falling deep and sweetly past. And every time you babysit sleep.
You just knock it up like a minute. You drop air so much further down. Around, we're climbing higher and higher. So sleep and drop twice as deep, twice as open and suggestible as you sink into my pleasure. Allow the feelings of lust and desire to soar as you grow needier and needier for relief.
Throbbing throbbing and wet and wet. Torn between wanting a state of bliss to last forever and wanting to cum immediately immediately to my sensual orgasmic pride of bliss. So just sleep and hang around till to reach new heights, forever building higher and higher until the choice is taken from you. You will just continue to feel hotter and horny until the only option left for you is to cum, and you know exactly how good it feels to cum cum to the sound of my voice and the words that I say that I say. Don't you plaything?
You know how very good it feels and how much better each and every time you listen you listen. Because each time you listen, face. You dropped her before my good, sweetie. Good, sweetie. No.
I want you to really focus on the sounds of my pleasure and how they make you feel. How your heart races faster with each little sound you hear. House, seemingly innocent sanctioning your light, filling everything and the entirety of mine. There is nothing quite right there. Nothing nearly is thrilling as you quiver with an anticipation.
And we both know know that the closer you get to orgasm and the more aroused you get together. The more you need to submit this thing and obey and obey and the more you submit and obey the collection you get to orgasm and the more aroused you become become. And as you see me and then as your arousal grows, you drop deep and deep deep because of your submission. Your arousal and your trough are all empty in to the frequency, vibrations of my voice and the sounds that I need. So just allow evening as my voice washes away your phone your phone and does away your defenses your defenses.