
I like it when, after a good long while of denying you you finally simply give in. Your body spent from all the writhing and clenching. Now, I can easily remove the restraints, the blindfold, the gag. Your focus is entirely on your pussy and when I might give it yet another lick. Your only movements are a slight electric-like jolt of pleasure when that happens, your clit continuing to jump beneath my lips.
As I lightly circle it, my finger feels you clenching again, a frustrated tear of juice is forced out of your pussy again. I grin and coat my finger, using it to trace just the inside of your lips.
The good news is I’m about finished with this cycle. The bad news (depending on your perspective), is it’s time to bring you once again out of the pleasure fog you’re in. Soon I’ll be whispering in your ear that I want you to start begging again, and plan to extract the words by holding down your pelvis and massaging your g-spot over and over, stopping when you specifically tell me to not. So enjoy your brief gentle edging now, before I put you to bed I’m going to make your ache and need far, far worse.