You want to cum honey?" Her pussy taunted once more as it purposely held her at the edge."Yes, yes, yes, please I need to cum." Lizzie moaned as she c...enched her fists into the sheets."Are you going to ask nicely like a good little girl?" Her pussy giggled."Please, let me cum!" Lizzie yelled.The stimulations suddenly stopped while Lizzie whimpered in disappointment."No no no, that wasn't asking nicely." Her pussy laughed.Lizzie began to grunt as her clit began moving on its own, just enough to. "Of course, you knew as soon as you heard my name why I was here, didn't you?"Jones screamed inside. She had felt safe in authoring what she knew perfectly well to be copyright violations. It seemed she'd always had a literary bent, but it had not expressed itself until she'd read the first few books in the series. It was so much easier to use the work of a real writer who had created her own universe of three-dimensional characters; Jones would never have been able to come up with stories on. All my pent-up frustration came to a head and, abruptly, my balls convulsed, my prick exploded and I shot ropes and ropes of cum over Katrina’s legs and feet, emptying myself in a heaving, shaking mess, crying out with the most intense orgasm I’d ever felt.Surprising me, Katrina then leaned down and tenderly kissed my lips. She whispered in my ear:“You like being treated like this, don’t you, Jason?”Eyes wide, I nodded.“I think it’s time I introduced you to my strap-on.” ooOoo I’d never been. “Ya, mom was pretty cool about it,” she said as she renewed her rocking motion. My balls were now soaked with her jizz and I could feel my stomach below my dick getting wet as well. Sarah then leaned forward and French kissed me again. She rubbed her clit into my dick again. I knew that our angles were different now and that if she aligned us right I would slide right into her. I didn’t move a muscle though. If she wanted it she would have to make the move. She played with her clit.