Alright, stroke. Fast. Stare at ME, pay attention to ME, think about what I'm thinking for a change as you stroke. Think about ME as you approach the edge. Do you ever wonder what I think about those nights we're not having sex? I know you're in your never-never land of porn-star bimbos. But what, pray tell, do you suppose I am thinking about... Keep stroking until you reach the edge, and then you can stop and come back closer.