”“Whatever; it all sounds positively horrifying to me.”“Oh, come on! It’ll be fun, I promise.” We were sitting snuggled on the sofa, my ar... around her. She reached down and started to fondle me through my pants, an effective tactic when trying to break down my resistance. “I’ll tease you and torment you and get you so hard you’ll be begging me to let you come.”“If that’s your best sales pitch…”She cut me off. “Just think about how amazing it will feel when I finally let you come. Maybe in my. After a while her voice hit high pitched squeak as her pussy leaked with the fluids again. He lapped them up hungrily.He got to his knees licking his lips and savoring her flavor. He stared for a moment at her. Looking her up and down. Blood staining the bottom of the robe. He pulled out his thick member putting his mushroom head to her soaking slit and slid it up and down."God your so fucking good. Mmmm you feel thick to." she slowly lifted herself up as looked at the cuffs seeing red. "Is-is. He continued with this random timing. Then a slow regular stroking, getting a little faster and a little faster until he found a rhythm that was bringing me towards climax. I started to thrust into his hand and my breathing became rapid. I felt my balls pull back. He stopped! Suddenly there was not touching, no sensation. Then I heard footsteps back behind me, a chair squeak, and typing on the laptop. My cock was super sensitive, but after a while you can’t stay hard with no stimulation, no. Felicia crouches in front of her food and leans her head down to catch a fish stick in her mouth. She delicately places both of her paws onto the portion outside of her mouth and holds it. I can tell she's restraining herself with me standing over her watching, so I retire to the kitchen to make myself a toasted pop-tart. After about ten minutes of standing in the kitchen nibbling on my pop-tart to give Felicia time to eat, I step into the living room to find Felicia has cleaned her plate..