“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.”