The room echoes with the rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh as a lone figure, starved for intimate touch, grinds his ass in the air, eager for a thick cock to fill his void. He dreams of being lifted up and placed on a face, feeling the heat of breath on his hole before being impaled, his body used and stretched to its limits. His hands work feverishly, mimicking the sensation of a real cock, as he chants, "Man, I miss that dick."