ANH: Sweet, sweet release.

From Create Your Own Story

Your muscles all clench as one, and you feel the floodgates release, squeezing your eyes shut and crying out once more before your body is bathed in ecstasy, wave after wave hitting you all over and always returning to the dripping wet lips between your thighs. You are soaked, drowned in pleasure, until no light, sound, smell or touch matters beyond your fingers on your clit.

Moments later, your muscles unclench and your hand falls away, all of your limbs sagging slightly in the aftermath of what was strangely one of the best cums you've ever had. You lie there, sweaty, flushed, and ... unsatisfied. What. The. Fuck.

You'd better get out of here soon, or you may die of horniness.
ANH: You begin playing with yourself.
ANH: Oh no! The cell door opens just as you get to the good stuff!