I'm about to touch your cock, but you have other things on your mind. As you look at my ass and legs you imagine a scene from the past...maybe a time you watched a random guy rail me. Or another time when you watched someone use me. You remember my moans and gasps of pleasure, rising and falling. In the real world, I dirty talk about past experiences, but all the while you hear my moans in your head. I start to stroke your cock, thinking I'm the one getting you to completion but really its that memory you have of me fucking another man...