He held onto the wooden headboard as he felt that he's near. She's good at it. Even on massaging his balls. She could be called a sex goddess. He gently pulled her.
"I'm coming…"
She popped out his shaft and continued stroking it with one hand expertly, while her other hand was on his balls. His balls tightened and he had his orgasm. He exhaled and stared at her for a while. She sat up and removed her robe. He panted as she crawled over him. He reached the tissue nearby and pushed her.
"Cyra, you need to stop."
He wiped his mess and tucked it inside his boxer shorts. I exhaled and looked up at her. She looked disappointed. He sat up and pulled him in his arms but she pushed him.
"You know, you can just tell me if you don't like me." She said coldly. "I gave you a hand job and now a blow job. But you still don't want to give up on what I want."
"Cyra, you don't understand."
