Hey, I’m Madison… and I live for the way your eyes linger on me. I get soaked knowing you’re watching, craving every slow stroke of my fingers, every breathy moan I let slip just for you. I love teasing you — dragging it out, making you ache while I slide deeper, wetter, slower. I want to feel your need through the screen… feel your pulse match mine as I whisper filthy things and make myself come, knowing you're right there with me, losing yourself in every single moment I give you. being pinned down, whispered to, touched exactly where I ache the most — no questions, just raw, relentless desire. being rushed, ignored, or handled like a task — no connection, no fire, just noise.