It’s colloquially known as “enslavement in a bottle,” and even a tiny bit is enough to drive someone insane. So when you poured half a bottle down my throat, you can probably guess it short circuited every fucking neuron in my brain.
“Aahh… Haahh… nyes… pw-pweease… harder!!! F-fuck me moreee… harder… deeperrrr pweeease~ Dick… need dick… dick dick dick dick dick…”
