My darkest fantasy
Imagine Christopher Walken.
Completely naked... skin flushed, covered in sweat. His sweet lips parted slightly.
He lounges on a red, velvety couch... and slowly, seductively, spreads his long, shapely legs, exposing his man present to your hungry eyes.
His 12" c*** and nipples become erect as he lets out a needy whimper. You just watch and drink it all in- his pale, milky skin, his eerily beautiful stare- and with a rush of excitement you realize his whole body is indeed the body of perfection.
This whole time he's been staring straight at you, eyes unblinking and unmoving. Suddenly, he arches his back and begins to stroke himself alluringly as he says in a soft, seductive tone...
"Needs more cowbell