"Not quite that many thank you," she argued slightly, wanting him to come before she did, she wanted him to blow his load against her just so he would have to admit defeat but she had a feeling that wasn't going to happen.
Her slick, bald, damp folds were pressing back wantonly against his hand, and she shivered. She knew what was going to happen and she shivered all over.
"I..." she started to say yes, which she thought he would want to hear but his hold around her throat made her whimper and she tightened her hold around his length, stroking him just as roughly as he was fingering her, her thumb stroking over the head of his cock as she did. "How are you going to get me to do that?" she asked in a sly voice, her eyes dark with lust.