Just light, gentle squeezes. Just like that. Sssh, don’t move. Don’t rock your hips. Don’t beg. I don’t want any of that. I just want your suffering. Your wetness. The gentle drip of your tortured pussy. Your arousal is like a fine wine, slut. The longer I keep you bottled, the better it becomes. It’s already been a month and you’re so wonderfully needy… maybe I’ll just keep you like this for a few more months.
Sssh. Head back down, slut. Just relax and enjoy the feeling.
