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Even when I have to rest, I just need to keep making you come.

Nothing sends a surge through my cock more than when you tell me that you are going to come. No matter how much I need to come, no matter how tight my balls get and how much my cock throbs, I want to hear those words plenty more times before we are finished.

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So close, yet so far away.

You both struggle to keep that orgasm at bay, feeling it pumping through you as if trying to force its way through your bodies. You keep changing the pace, speeding up, slowing down and changing rhythm, always to keep the other on the edge as much as you can, while making sure neither of you goes over.

It gets harder and harder to think about the other, all your attention seems focused on your own body, concentrating so desperately on keeping yourself on the brink of climax.

This is the most beautiful agony you have ever felt together, even as it keeps getting more unbearably wet and tense, you want to make it last until there is no more willpower left.

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That wonderful anticipation. Feeling the pent-up desire emanating throughout every inch, your fingertips outline what will soon be pulsing within you. How you enjoy the tightness of those balls, wanting to feel how they’ll press against you when that length is fully inside. So close. So very, very close.

Your juices seep down my shaft, dripping down my balls; every time I sink into you feels deeper than the last.

To feel the body of another quiver and twitch in rapture against your own. The height of existence.

No matter how intense, however much you convulse in ecstasy, how tightly the grip signals for things to slow down or give respite, it must continue.

You’ve taken all you can take, now let me give you more.

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When those fingers command your over-sensitive sex, every single word and whisper seems to possess you. Even when your body takes over and your legs close on their own, you know they will open up no matter how intense it feels… that is when you know that you have completely succumbed.

“Do not let those legs give way! Now tell me, who does your pussy belong to?”

The smooth caress gliding across the warmth of your soft, supple skin. Lay back and let your body sink into bliss.

Screams of ecstasy and squeals of delight are not the only ways you exude pleasure; simply the gentle purr of pure sensual contentment is all that is needed to show just how your body delights in my touch.

The delicate arch of your back, the softness of your oily skin, the way your tender curves embrace my hands… lay your femininity bare for me.

How such small movements can have such a devastatingly wonderful impact on another person.

It’s not the restraints that make you helpless, what makes you so utterly helpless is just how much your tender flower craves the softness of my warm, slippery tongue.