“And then I experienced the intoxicating thrill of your rapt attention,” he growls into my ear. It’s my turn to grind myself against Wolfgang’s hard cock, and this time I’m unable to suppress the low moan that follows. My hand wraps around his wrist as my orgasm furiously builds and builds. “And now I wonder if anything will ever come close to that feeling ever again.” I can feel his battering pulse under my palm. “The thought makes me sick,” he spits.
