That aching, desperate, throbbing feeling - you love it, don’t you? You crave being kept right there, hovering on the edge, helpless and aching for release. And I love keeping you that way. Teasing you, denying you, controlling you. Every stroke, every second of suffering just makes me wetter. I decide how long you’ll be t**** in this unbearable state, whether you get to cum or stay denied, aching for me forever. And tonight? I think I’ll have a little fun... pushing you further than ever before. Let’s see how much you can take.