On a midsummer afternoon, I've reached my limit. I don't care anymore. A searing lust races through my entire body. Reason melts away into a sticky mess, and I lose all sense of self. My whole body trembles, pulsing and reacting. Possessed by maddening arousal, I want to be utterly penetrated. Impaled like a servant, from crotch to crown. I want to be used as a toy of lust, made to sing, made to dance. This is truly a work that seeks the ultimate pleasure.