Katekuray’s Signature Move – Oral Pleasure

I glare at the screen, the images blurring together as my anger and frustration boil over. Each scene is a cruel reminder of what I’m being denied, the sounds amplifying my own unmet desires. My eyes roll back, my mouth open in a silent scream as I reach my peak. I follow obediently, my heart pounding in my chest. My body is on fire, every nerve ending singing with pleasure. He pulls away slowly, his lips trailing kisses along my inner thighs. I obey, spreading my legs as far as they can go. I gasp as he slowly pushes into me, filling me completely. I bite my lip, trying to contain my moans. I hold my breath, bracing for the inevitable escalation, but it never comes. I fix myself some cereal like always, but my appetite is dampened by the constant loop of moans and flesh slapping on the TV.