Neon 2026 Morning Wood Rampage: Neighbor's Pulsing Apartment Craving

On April 20, 2026, I snapped awake with a massive, throbbing cock erection pounding like a primal drumbeat, begging for explosive release. Beyond my window, cyber-cities sprawled as glowing megatowers throbbing with holographic billboards hawking neural implants for infinite, mind-shattering climaxes. Fuck the tech—I craved raw flesh. There she was, my sizzling neighbor from 204B, lounging in my pad, the ultimate fuck fantasy primed and waiting.