She’s begging you to feed her again. She can’t get the taste or you out of her mouth. It’s all she can think about. Nothing else satisfies her. The fridge is empty and the cabinet is bare from her binging. But it’s not enough. It gets to the point where she has you pinned under her, drool dripping from her mouth and deep groans coming from her hallow middle. But she doesn’t move, not yet. She wants you to say it. Wants to hear it come out of your mouth before she dares act on her instincts. Will you feed her tonight or will you make her wait even longer?














