It wasn't that the pain excited me.  I was hot and bursting, but I could tell the difference.  It wasn't what was being done to me.  It was<em>who</em>was doing the doing.  Ingress could have said nearly anything and I would agree to it - for<em>her</em>.  I...managed to get down, my head at thigh-level for Ingress, but...  "Pleeeeeease don't keep me from coming!"  It was almost certainly a whine.  "It's, it's all I want to do, I just want to come my brains out for you..."