Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to have a man worship my body so completely that he forgets his own name. Not just fucking me, but truly adoring every inch - tracing the curves of my hips with trembling fingers, burying his face between my thighs like it's his only source of oxygen, drinking every drop of my arousal as if it were the sweetest nectar. I want to watch his eyes glaze over with pure devotion, to feel his tongue explore every fold and crevice of my pussy until he's memorized the taste of my pleasure. There's a special kind of power in being someone's entire universe, even if just for one night.