The room is filled with the wet, slurping sounds of a woman's insatiable desire. Her hands grip the base, urging it deeper, her lips stretched wide. She's a vagitarian, craving only the essence of man, and she's found it. Her body trembles as she feels the first spurt, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. She milks every last drop, savoring the taste, the texture, the pure, unadulterated masculinity. She licks her lips, already hungry for more.