Five Days of Begging and She Still Wants My Cock

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her blonde hair is pulled back, revealing a face so intent on the cock in front of her. She licks the shaft, her tongue tracing every contour, and takes it deep into her mouth. The sound of her wet lips wrapping around it is all you can focus on. Her eyes flick up to meet yours, a sly smile playing on her lips as she sucks harder.

Her hand wraps around the base, moving in perfect sync with her mouth. She pulls away, her mouth open wide, and looks right at you. The saliva drips from her lips, and you can feel your pulse racing. The air is thick with tension as she teases you, never quite giving enough. Your hand moves on its own, stroking in time with her movements.

Your breath catches as she pulls away, her mouth still open, and looks directly at you. You can feel the ache building, the need to edge closer and closer. But she's not giving in yet. She's going to make you wait, make you beg for it. And you know you'll do anything she wants. Your hand moves faster, your rhythm matching hers. How long will you last?