"No way, you're gonna lick me there," the pant says. "How do you feel about me?" the pant asks. "What did you just?" he asks, "what did you say?" The pant says he's not saying what he wants to say. He's just asking how she feels about him. It's like he grabs her by the throat and slaps her around. He says he doesn't want to end this relationship with her, so he'll just leave her hanging. The pant tells him to stop, but he won't listen. He tells her she's going to get "so enrapured" that she'll lose her senses. She says she'd just have to change the sheets and wrap her unconscious body in warm towels. She tells him he should stop, because now he loves it when she takes him deep. "You love it when you creak take you deep," she says, "don't you?" He says that he can call it off whenever he wants.
"No way, you're gonna lick me there," the pant says. "How do you feel about me?" the pant asks. "What did you just?" he asks, "what did you say?" The pant says he's not saying what he wants to say. He's just asking how she feels about him. It's like he grabs her by the throat and slaps her around. He says he doesn't want to end this relationship with her, so he'll just leave her hanging. The pant tells him to stop, but he won't listen. He tells her she's going to get "so enrapured" that she'll lose her senses. She says she'd just have to change the sheets and wrap her unconscious body in warm towels. She tells him he should stop, because now he loves it when she takes him deep. "You love it when you creak take you deep," she says, "don't you?" He says that he can call it off whenever he wants.