You don't even make it through the night

Your mind can hardly process the severity of your situation, in fact your mind can hardly process anything at the moment as the vibrations travel throughout your entire body. You can feel every muscle pulsing and twitching as if your body is begging you to let it cum.

You try to think of anything other than how you're feeling. Food is the first thing you're able to **** your thoughts to, it's been a while since you've eaten afterall. A sausage would be good right now, juicy, long, thick, veiny... You quickly shake your head, attempting to push the thoughts out as you realize you're not picturing actual food, but instead Amy's cock. You feel drool pouring out of your ring gag as your mind continues to feed you images of your mouth being filled with her girl meat. Hints of the salty sweet taste of her gravy spark on the back of your tongue... are you... wanting it!?!

You try thinking of anything else, unfortunately the only other thing you can seem to think about is your overly **** need to cum. What you'd give for your little cock to be able to spew away, for the vibrating to stop, for your ass to be instead stuffed with Amy's thick, warm, rod...

What is happening? Is this you breaking? You can't be that weak, can you?

Your mind goes blank again as the assulting sensations continue. To think, you could have stopped all of this, all you had to do was agree to let Amy do whatever she wants to you, how bad could that be? Would it even be bad? Better than this obviously, but maybe even better than that? Hopefully it's not too late to take the offer, maybe she'll reward you... with her... cock?

Before you know it, you find yourself yelling for Amy's attention. Though the way your mouth is **** open. It makes it more of a ****, deranged, howling. Either way, you hope it gets her attention.