You cry out my name and I dig my short nails into your hips as I thrust forward one last time. xxx “I said not yet, baby,” I admonish firmly. You groan low in your throat as the plug slowly disappears inside you. How much will you endure before you utter the words that will demand your release? The sensations in my breast seem to translate directly to my pussy, as if they were connected by a live wire. My hands roam your body, tweaking nipples and moving lower to brush your center. You are as aroused as I have ever seen you. Once the entire length of the shaft is buried inside you, I stop, waiting to gauge your reactions. I move away from your body, your mouth. Without hesitation or remorse, you begin to suck at my clit. Tiny contractions ripple through my
