It all the time starts within the morning, after I´m part asleep I sense my dreams get up sooner than I open my eyes. It’s all the time the similar fantasy, me on my knees, crawling to you, sensing how rock-hard I made his wood, short of my lips on him, how I make his wood so rock-hard with my assets, my face, my tongue….. That makes me humid in my cravings and makes me need to pulverize an actual rock-hard wood.