"I mean, I sure can feel it when you're mounting me, but to see every throbbing vein," she continued, ignoring your words as she now slithered her tongue over the most prominent vein running through your length. "And to marvel at this cute mushroom cap," she giggled, leaning in so she could kiss it. "It makes me think we should have a portrait done of it, so that I won't ever forget such a valiant specimen. Ooh! I felt you throb there," she declared, looking you in the eye as you had indeed felt your cock jump at the idea. Your ego loved having your ego stroked after all.