“She told me to come, but I was already there.”

The line of the AC/DC song plays over again in your mind as your breathtaking orgasm crashes through your body.

You stifle yourself as a laugh rises in your throat; the sensation bursting forth in increasing waves, causing delightful electricity to bounce inside of you.

Your body once drawn as tight as the strings of a guitar, and just like that guitar, plucked and strummed to make beautiful music.

Alone and blissful, you slide your damp finger along your neck.

What track will ensure that you are shook all night long?