You are on your deathbed. The heart-rate monitor beeps twice every second, a reminder that you are still alive, still on this hellish earth. You long for the pleasure that death will bring, the pleasure that rotting away underground in your coffin will bring. But then you get a devilish idea. With all of your might, you ferociously grab your ♥♥♥♥ and start beating it. As you continue, you feel your heart start to give up, as all of your energy is focused on your hands fondling your throbbing ♥♥♥♥. The monitor now is only beeping once per second. Your nurse rushes over to see what is happening. And then, you finally let go. ♥♥♥ explodes out of your ♥♥♥♥ at the speed of light, right into the nurse's mouth, making her choke. This only makes you harder. A second wave comes out from your ♥♥♥♥♥. All of this energy you have used up now makes your frail heart go into cardiac arrest. Your head begins to feel faint, and you see the nurse spluttering on the floor, gasping for air under your sickly ♥♥♥. This is the last thing you see before you flat line. Death. The horniest thing of all. With shattering force, your corpse lets go one last shot of semen.