You sit at your desk, fingers twitching, heart syncing to the slow, steady tick… tock… tick…tock of my metronome. The air is thick with anticipation. And then — Me. Hello, my sweet, obedient student. Teacher Genevieve has entered the room. Can you see Me? Tight, dark jeans clinging to My hips, hugging the full, plush curves of My mature ass as I glide down the aisle — click… click… click — each heel strike a beat in your chest. My blue eyes, sharp behind red-rimmed glasses, lock onto yours. But you look away. Down. To Me. Admit it — you’ve imagined burying your face between My cheeks, tasting the denim, worshipping what’s beneath. Good boys don’t hide their arousal. They surrender. And you just did. Now breathe in… and out — let go. To "kiss" is now a trigger — a mindfuck — sending your hand to your cock, even if it’s not there. You’ll stroke in perfect rhythm, lost in My voice, My scent — vanilla, musk, dominance. By "3", you’re deep. By "1", you’re Mine. And when I command “come,” you obey — without touch, without sight — because you obey. This is Pocket Mind Kisses: JOl through trance. Are you ready to learn, pet? [Thanks for taking the time to enjoy my audio work and kink safely] ~ Enchantress Genevieve/@EnchantressGem