Chapter 63
His hand stayed put, but his lips embarked on a journey across her upper body. From her ear to her eyes, down to her nose, her lips, her cheeks, and finally down to her throat, he teased her mercilessly. Shifting his body until he was at a 90-degree angle to her, his left hand played with her hair while his lips danced close to the base of her breasts. They never made contact; instead, he blew warm air all around them, driving her wild.
Susan strained, desperate to guide his mouth to her nipples, but she couldn't quite manage it. Meanwhile, her arousal was evident; her pussy was dripping, and his fingers were deep inside her, rubbing against her sweet spot while his thumb tapped away at her clit.
"Damn it, Susan, I've only got thirty seconds left. Looks like I'm gonna lose. Might as well call it quits. You've won; go fetch that cattle prod," he taunted.
"You jerk, don't you dare stop. I'm so close," she pleaded.
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