101 I don't need a man for orgasms

She is staring at his pulsating member, making it worse by each passing second. He can't remove his eyes from her face. The way she's looking at it is testing his resolution, torturing him. He swallows and wonders what she will do. 

Rie is heaving her chest up and down, trying her best to stop herself from jumping on him. Her dark eyes are ogling him without any embarrassment on her face. Curling her fingers inward, she licks her lips sensually, imagining them moving on the round top. His eyes become clouded. 

He won't budge. She won't move.

A naked man is on the bed. A fully dressed woman is fucking him with her eyes alone.

Pure torture!