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left a trail of kisses to the apex of her sex and grabbed the triangle of her panties, bunching them into a rope and tugging, rubbing straight across her clit. She threw her head back and thrashed against her restraints, moaning into the side of her arm. I could smell her arousal through the thin barrier of her panties, and I licked each side of her labia as I gave the lace another tug. 
    I stood, keeping a taut pressure with her undies on the slit of her pussy. I grabbed her chin bringing her face to mine. “You like that?” I tugged again, and she whimpered.
    “Please,” she panted. 
    “Please what? You want me to let you go? I guess you don’t want my cock.”
    Her eyes opened wide and focused directly on me. “No, please, don’t leave me like this.”
    “I won’t leave you tied up. I like this belt.”
    She shook her head back and forth. “No, please don’t stop. Fuck me, Max. Don’t tease me.”
    I gave her a smirk and licked the side of her neck, nibbling on her earlobe. I released the lace of her panties, moving them to the side as my fingers found the throbbing nub of her clit. I rubbed her in slow circles. “Is this teasing? Is that what you think?”
    “Yes,” she said with an exhale.
    “You haven’t seen anything yet.” I drove my finger into her dripping pussy, and she let out a strangled squeak.
    “Is that what you want? Do you want me to fill this pussy?” She nodded feverishly at me. I added another finger, and it slid deep within her channel with ease, gliding through her slick honey. She sighed against her arm, and I clamped my teeth into her shoulder, increasing the tempo of my fingers fucking her into a trance. I didn’t leave marks but applied enough pressure with my teeth to send prickles of goose pimples across her skin. She trembled under my touch as my teeth clamped her skin over and over from her shoulder to her clavicle and down to her breast where her nipple was begging for attention. I sucked hard on her nipple, and she squeaked again, arching her back. I dragged my slick fingers slowly out of her pussy dragging her juices back to her clit. I circled her sensitive bundle of nerves, and she squirmed around my hand, seeking to increase the friction as she chased her release. 
    “Uh, uh, uh. Behave,” I said, licking her nipple before blowing on it, perking it to a hard taut peak.
    “Please,” she pleaded. 
    “Are you in a rush?” I said, giving her other nipple a lick, circling it with my tongue. 
    “Please, Max, I was so close.” 
    “And you will be. Again and again until I am ready for you to cum.”
    “What do you want? I will do anything,” she begged.
    “Anything? You shouldn’t tempt me like that. You have no idea what I am capable of, Jenny.”
    I plunged my two fingers back into her pussy, pumping her furiously while applying pressure to her clit with my thumb. Her yelps were coming with each panting breath, and her body was stiffening as she climbed closer and closer to the edge. I watched her intently, giving a lick to each nipple just to throw her off when she would start to stiffen again. My hand was soaked with her juices, and she was so close as she began to tremble. 
    I pulled my fingers out, and she cried out at the absence. I dropped to my knees, putting her legs over my shoulders and burying my face in her, licking from taint to clit, lapping at her juices as she sighed. I licked her clit roughly with the pad of my tongue before finger fucking her again, adding a third digit stretching her. She was so wet and ready, but I wanted her stretched and ready to receive me. I wanted to fuck her hard, but I didn’t want to hurt her with my girth. She needed to be ready. I wasn’t hung like a horse but I got the job done with my thickness. Even with this whore’s well-used pussy, I could do some damage if she wasn’t prepared to receive me. 
    She tried to hump my face but couldn’t push herself hard enough off the wall to give her any friction.