ART OF SEDUCTION
I feel like I’m on the edge of a cliff, teetering on the brink of oblivion, and he’s holding me back, taunting me with my own desire.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he stops the vibrator. I cry out in frustration, my body aching for release. But he doesn’t give it to me. Instead, he replaces the vibrator with a dildo, thrusting it deep inside me, mimicking the motion of his cock. He watches me carefully as he does this, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.