JAMES
And I draw my tongue in a long smooth stroke through the length of her. And again. Her pussy is wide, swollen and fluid, and as I delve deep, swiping and lapping and licking, she pulses, throbbing flesh carrying the promise of a crashing orgasm...
Yes...
Drive her over the edge...
Withdrawing just for a moment, I repeat. "I haven't given you permission to come."
Her voice rising half an octave, "Master... I can't...."
And I return to her clit, aiming for the sensitive spot she has to the base, probing, massaging and working her.
She bucks, then abruptly stills, although still straining, and I look up to see Michael across the bed, grinning as he pins her arms above her head. "Let's see how obedient you can be to your Master."
Draw it out...
Ramp it up...