I would love for it to be your cock

As I lay here, my body trembling with anticipation, all I can think about is your cock, thrusting deep inside of me. The feeling of you claiming me, possessing me, sends shivers down my spine. I want it so badly, but the slow build-up to our inevitable union only heightens the tension between us. Your hands gently caress my skin, teasing my senses with their rough yet tender touch. With every passing second, I grow wetter for you, craving the fulfillment only your cock can provide. It feels like an eternity before you finally penetrate me, and even then, the wait has only made me hungrier for more of you. As you begin to move inside of me – slowly at first, then picking up pace – I lose myself in the rhythm, my body fully submitting to your powerful force. Every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure throughout my being, elevating me higher and higher until I can no longer distinguish between pleasure and pain. My cries echo in the room, a testament to the intensity of the experience, as we dance together in a primal frenzy, our hearts racing in synchrony.