So you’re getting tired of the old bottle of lotion and box of tissues, huh?
You want to make your “me time” a little more exciting, but you’re not sure how to do it.
Does it do that little curlicue thing my prize pig’s tail does?
You push yourself back against me, earning you a light spank and a firm repositioning.
You know what I’m going to do to you, but I’m not doing it fast enough.
Make me believe you want it, more than air, more than water.
Your heartbeat is wrapped around me, throbbing to the rhythm of my slow, deliberate thrusts.