I'm thinking about you. Thinking about how much I want you. I'm thinking about delicately wrapping my hand around your neck. Not too tight. I don't need to choke you. I just want to see the look in your eyes when you know I'm in control. I'd tie one of your arms to one bedpost and the other to another, and tease you until you're begging me to bury my face between your legs.
But maybe someone else is there with us. Maybe I'd tie you up that same way, but she, not I, would look up at you while she licks ever-so-gently around your pussy, getting closer and closer to your clit. You squirm under the warmth of her breath.
Only when she can't wait any longer to taste you and knows you can't wait either, she runs her tongue slowly from the bottom of your pussy to the top, cleaning up your dripping wetness.
And while you're tied up and she plays with you, I'm fucking her from behind. Not too hard or fast--I exercise restraint to make sure that she doesn't get distracted from the job at hand. Just enough to make it a challenge for her. And you get to watch as I slowly thrust deep inside her over and over again. You watch the look on her face while she tries to ignore the overwhelming feeling of the tip of my dick running over her g spot. She tries to focus on you and making you feel good, but she's clearly struggling.