"It wants to be fucked," they breathe, clenching around nothing as they speak, shameless and obvious already. Their fingers dig into their own skin, feels that interesting contrast between the smooth metal and the textured folds of their labia. They lick their lips, their fingers already getting slippery with themselves as Justin's hand presses and presses and presses so that their legs splay even more apart, lewd and wanton.

"Please, touch me more sir. I want to feel you where I need you most. Look, see how empty I am? I can't stand it."