
When I say do not break eye contact, you will make it happen. But know this: it is not a hollow demand. Whether they are peering back at me over my cock as you drool and choke and suckle, whether they are fluttering in abandon as I grip your head while I drive into you over and over from above your sweating and writhing form, whether they are wide in delight seeking back over your shoulder like this as I plunge into your velvet depths, no matter how our eyes meet, I am seeking deeper connection than our flesh allows, I am clutching your mind close in possession and need, and I am mingling our desires together so we are one.