Lying there, totally depleted, yet rock hard. Her hand pumps me furiously. The look on her face shows satisfaction—she knows she controls me; she owns me.

My breath is shallow against her neck, craving release. Her rhythm is relentless; her hard nipple pressed against my chest.

I grunt as I start to spasm, sperm spilling over my stomach and chest. Her smile widens, devilish.

She licks a blob from my chest, savoring the taste. She looks up, and in her feminine alto voice, says, "I am yours, and you are mine, always…”