There is noise in your head, I can hear it from here, a humming, making your body ache, drawing a moaning sound from deep in your throat, a spinning, floaty, throbbing sex-noise that makes you dreamy and hard and desperate, that makes your eyes glassy and your mouth wet with want.
I whisper, “Are you paying attention boy?”
I can barely hear you, “Yes Ma’am, I’m paying attention”
Sharper, no louder, I bring you back to me, “Are you paying attention boy?”
A soft beautiful moan, a focussing, you breathe, “Yes Ma’am” and I feel it go straight to my cunt. I am already thinking about what I want from you next.