“You need someone to take you beyond yourself, to seize control of your body and fuck you brainless. You need a man to bend you over and fill you up, to make you crave release so badly you forget your own name. You need someone to stroke those pretty lips until they open, and then thrust himself into your mouth and pump until you gag—yet you don’t protest, because you crave the taste of him. And after he spills his load down your throat, you look up at him, and all you can say, through the tears streaming down your cheeks, is ‘May I please have some more?’”
