No longer was his body writhing and moving beneath hers, trying to thrust up in to her creamy softne

No longer was his body writhing and moving beneath hers, trying to thrust up in to her creamy softness in a desperate attempt to relieve his maddening need to cum….

No longer was he pleading and begging, trying to persuade her to have mercy on him and give him permission for the relief he so desperately needed….

And now, no longer was he holding out hope that she might change her mind.

Instead now, he accepted his fate, coming to grips with the reality that his frustration was her pleasure. Realizing that if he was to satisfy this woman, he had no choice but to suffer the sweet, exquisite, sensual torments she was inflicting upon him.

So, instead of focusing his energy on somehow finding a way to reach orgasm his efforts were now focused on the opposite….. somehow, someway finding a way to resist and fight against his body’s instinctive craving to cum.

She purred in arousal when his body fell motionless, eyes closed and head fell back in surrender. “That’s it baby, that’s what I want,” she murmured in to his mouth, her lips teasing his. “I want you to stay hard….. desperate… wanting. I don’t want you to cum, only me….”

With each slow, sensual roll of her hips his senses were enveloped by the scent and nearness of her taunting cleavage…

With each ripple of her silky walls tugging and clenching sensually around his achingly hard cock his need for orgasm became more unbearable…

And each time she lifted off of him just long enough to ensure he did not go over the edge the ache in his heavy, cum filled balls grew more agonizing.

Now, as she slowly, carefully, lowered herself down the length of him once more, capturing his cock yet again in her vise of silky softness she purred at the sound of his anguished whimper.

“That’s perfect, baby…. just like that,” she cooed softly. “Don’t cum… hold back… fight it for me. It turns me on so much to see you like this… suffering… aching… just for me. That’s what you want now too, isn’t it baby? To turn me on?”

Almost mindlessly his head nodded subtly and he whimpered his agreement. Smiling wickedly, she whispered, “Perfect,” as her pussy once again began to wickedly build his body’s need for relief to even more unbearable levels.