The body underneath me belongs to him. A man with high standards and harder features. Those which I enjoy at the moment.

Strong muscles press into my fingers. Pubic hair tickles my nose. Veiny hardness touches my tongue.

I worship all that beauty he brings to the table.

But as I look up, all I see is you.

You...watching me.

You...turning me on.

You...making me wet.

Your watchful eyes are in control, guiding me with a lustful stare. You are in charge, invisibly.

Watch me, baby.