“Please, Sir, please may I cum?”

We were spooning pleasantly. I had one arm hugging her and resting against the softness of her bosom, and the other arm very busy between her legs.

“Please, Sir, I’ve been a good girl, please let me cum.”

I had been stroking her gently for over an hour, the last few minutes I’d been firmer and now I was rubbing her clit hard.

“Please oh please oh please…”

I took my hand away. I nuzzled her hair and kissed her neck. “That’s seven pleases. I’m making you wait one day for every ‘please’. Seven days.”

“Oh please don’t do that Sir please don’t”

I kissed her neck again.

“Nine days.”

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