WORSHIP TO THE HAIRY GODDESS FAITH - NO SPEECH

Description: Look at me. don’t you dare avert your eyes. i’ve just spent eight hours growing this masterpiece for you. my body has been working all night, weaving this divine fur, thickening the forest on my legs, coiling the sacred bush between my thighs, and deepening the musky perfume in my pits. it’s a new dawn, and my hair is a day more powerful. you are still just as worthless. the gap between us has widened while you relaxed on the floor. come closer. crawl. on your hands and knees, like the creature you are. approach the side of the bed, but do not touch. not yet. i want you to inhale first. breathe in the air around my body. it’s thick with me. a mix of my sweat, my natural oils, and the raw, animalistic scent of a true goddess who doesn't need to scrape a razor across her skin to be divine. that's it. breathe it in. let it fill your worthless lungs. that scent is the closest thing to a soul you’ll ever have. ** to support my video production ... if you want to see new videos of me - tip me 5000$.