"We can't cum in one hundred words," you collectively screech.

That is a problem. 

"We are left with aching clits and dangling dicks!" the crowd crows.

I don't aim to tease and not please. Or do I? 

"My fingernails had just sifted through her Amazon bush before your story ended!" 

Oh, how sad, ladies. Bad writer!

"Two yanks and one slurp don't make a cock explode!"

I see your point. No, really I do. Your hard dick is about to poke my eye out.

I lower my panties and bend over, offering my plumpy cheeks.

You raise your hand and...