After a while, Betty threw her head back and convulsed, moaning very loudly and deliriously.After a while, Betty threw her head back and convulsed, moaning very loudly and deliriously. How many orgasms did this one make? I had lost count. Once again, she just sat there with my penis deep inside her for a few minutes. I was getting delirious by now. I was somewhat drunk, my bladder was bursting, and I wanted to orgasm. Betty got up, moved back again, and had her legs holding my shoulders down, with her ass perched high over my face. I could see her face lower down towards my penis. She removed the rubber band and told me not to come. She started massaging my aching balls gently, and they felt somewhat better. She held my penis up and rubbed it around her nose. She inhaled the musky odor of her anus and moaned. Her tongue came out and started licking the head of my penis. It circled around the edge of the head, lin- gering at the split on the bottom. Then her lips covered the head and she sucked on it. She then moved her lips down the shaft, using her tongue to keep the head stimulated. The hand supporting my penis now went back to the wine bottle. Betty moved the bottle in and out and side to side, making sure my prostate got well massaged. After a few minutes I could take no more. I started begging her to let me come. She removed her mouth and asked me, "Am I your Mistress." I said yes, and pleaded again with her. She said, "If I let you come, will you do anything I desire?" I answered "Yes! anything you say," and sang the next line, "please release me." Her lips covered my penis again and she sucked extra hard while moving the wine bottle right over my prostate. I knew I was in trouble, since she hadn't said I could come. I clenched my stomach hard, but the pain was overshadowed by the pleasure. |