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“Yes,” I agree.

She shifts and puts my fingers at her entrance. I push them inside.

“Now, suck my clit like this with your fingers inside me.”

I bend my head to get the access I need and suck.

“Make me come,” she says.

I groan. Then, she’s leaning back, and I can go deeper. She touches my clit, and fuck, this is good.

“That’s good,” she says what I’m thinking. “Harder. Lick my pussy, baby. Now, suck me hard. Oh, fuck. Yes, don’t stop. Put your fingers in deeper; I want to be full.”

I do everything she says just as she says it. I fill her up and suck as hard as I can. At some point, I can’t help myself and moan; it’s all so fucking sexy.

“You like this, don’t you?” she asks me. “Does your clit feel good?”

I moan again.

“Do you need to come?”

I nod.

“Will you touch only me tonight?”

I nod.

“Can you promise me you won’t be thinking about anyone else?”

I nod again.

“Then, fucking come for me.”

She flicks my clit back and forth. I suck harder and go deeper. Her hips are rocking against my face, and I can hardly breathe, but I’ve never been happier. Then, I come. I moan and grunt my orgasm into her pussy. When I come down, she sits up and takes what she wants from me until she comes, too. She slows her rocking, and I pull out my fingers to fresh wetness, which makes me groan again. This is how much she wants me. She straddles my hips again and continues to rub against my body.

“I don’t want you to come until next month,” I say.

“What?” she says.

“Tonight, you and I will do whatever we want, but I don’t want you to come until the next time I touch you,” I say.

“You don’t want me to have an orgasm for a month?”

“Yes.”

“I touch myself all the time now. I can’t stop thinking about sex now that I’ve met you.”

“You can touch yourself all you want. In fact, I like picturing you touching yourself but not letting yourself come.”

“There’s no way I’ll be able to go that long,” she says, still rubbing against me.

“Show me how you touch yourself, and I’ll show you when to stop.”

“What about you?” she asks.

“What about me?” I squeeze her breasts and lift up to meet one of her nipples with my mouth.

“Well, if I don’t get to some, you shouldn’t get to come, either,” she says.

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