I am drowned not by the water inside this tub, but by the fluid that I’ve been suppressing for quite some time now. The tub is still half-full, and I have to endure it for a little more.?
I feel like squirting it anytime, but I want to taste his whole shaft and I want to feel it enter me so I need to control my cum.?
I begin to tighten my vaginal muscle to help suppress the uncontrollable feeling inside me. He groans as I do it.?
He compliments me, “Good Avery, find your technique,” then he screws his fingers again and again.
He stops momentarily and arches my body even more. He lifts my pelvic and showers me with kisses again.?
I moan loudly when his tongue licks me from behind, “Uh, Dee, no, I, can’t control anymore. It feels damn good.”
?I couldn’t help but hold the mouth of the jacuzzi, almost erecting my body.?