Doing your best to ignore the device giving your cock the most powerful working over you've ever known, you stagger towards the amused techno-nymph and drop to your knees.
"Are you going to beg? That won't help" she tells you, giggling.
As the machine pumps endlessly away at you, dragging you closer and closer to orgasm and your doom, you reach out a two shaking hands and undo the girls heavy belt buckle.
"Ah. Lateral thinking," she remarks, "Well, let's see where you go with this..."
You pull down her jeans and quickly apply your tongue to her pussy, tight and pink lipped, almost hairless except for a blond down.
"Oh.. alright.. yes.." she closes her eyes and tips back her head as you lick at her, on hand rubbing at a breast.
You stop licking, earning a moan of disapproval from her, and grunt desperately "I'm gonna cum! I'll stop licking if I cum!"
She looks down at you with a frown, then smirks, and turns down the dial on the remote control. Though the evil machine is still pumping away at you, but much more slowly, and you think you can resist it a little longer now.
Grabbing a handful of your hair with one hand, she pushes your face back into her pussy, and you resume licking her.
"Gently.. gently now..," she groans, "I don't want to.. don't get me all the way remember.. I'm in.. control..."
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