“Where in you?”
“Deep in me. Please, please, deep in me. Fuck me hard.” Cam rubbed her face on the carpet, trying to retain enough hold on reality to keep from coming.
“You mean, like this?” Michael slid two fingers into the wet pool that was now raised high in the air.
Cam gasped. “Ohhhh, yessss,” she hissed between clenched teeth.
Michael began a slow stroking of the front inside wall of Cam’s vagina and Cam’s body responded by taking the rhythm and pulsing against Michael’s hand. Her hardened nipples rubbed roughly against the carpet, creating yet another sensation.
“Not so fast, yet,” Cam heard Michael whisper, “There is still a lot of time left.” Michael slowed the rhythm of her strokes, driving Cam into a frenzy. “Control,” Michael whispered. “Concentrate. You can restrain yourself. Enjoy this. Don’t let an early orgasm end it too soon.”