My Girlfriend Licks My Glowing Plug from Rice

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Slipping that plug in, her eyes locked on the camera, a sly smile spreading. The glow starts as blue, but it's not going to stay that way for long.

She eats with it nestled among her lunch, the color shifting, teasing you with every bite. Her friend joins in, and they play a game of glances and giggles, the plug pulsing purple by the time they're done. Then it's time for dessert, and you know exactly what that is. She holds it up, and her friend's tongue darts out, tasting the surface. The roles flip, and now she's leaning in, her lips wrapping around it.

Your hand is moving on its own, your breath catching as you imagine that plug pressed against your lips. The ache builds, your pulse pounding in your ears. How long will you last once you see them take turns licking it clean? She reaches out, her hand covering the lens, and everything goes dark. What happens next?