I’m aching for it. You can see it in my eyes. Already capturing every ounce of your attention, you watch as I slide down onto you, begging you to give me every ounce of cum you have. Feeling me gyrating on top of you, slowly at first, but more urgently as the night goes on; you do your best to hold out, savor the feeling; and enjoy the sensual feast before you. But your nature eventually wins out, and you cannot help but do as I plead you to do, to give me that gift I’ve been craving to feel explode inside of me.