Singing her need in utter desperation, she begged and pleaded for permission to cum, but still, he held her on the edge. Minutes turned to an hour, as he constructed the dam, that he would burst at his leisure. Her cunt became a raging inferno.

She had never felt this intensity before,  such desperate need, focused on her flaming cunt.

Marriage taught her to fake each orgasm. Her lover had taught her how to feel, how to live.

At his command, her feral scream pierced the nighttime hours, and he held her close as she surfed the waves of pleasure.