Imagine the raw pleasure of self consumption.
He gazes at his prize a hunger in his eyes.
No inch left unexplored every thrust a revelation.
The surge of pleasure overwhelms him.
But the hunger stirs again a new craving ignites.
The invitation of his own body is irresistible.
The head slides in a delicious friction.
He rides the waves of ecstasy.
A storm of pleasure about to break.
A flood of hot release filling his mouth.
The afterglow lingers a warm embrace.
But the urge to taste himself again is undeniable.
The wellspring of his desire ever flowing.
He leaves nothing to chance every lick a promise.
Self-service at its finest a solo delight.
The final thrust the explosive release.
The lingering taste of his triumph in his mouth.
