It seemed she was punishing him for taking a bit of respite because as soon as he surrendered his control back to her, her tongue and lips ruthlessly assaulted him, sucking and licking with a fervor that had him gasping, free hand practically clawing at the wall behind him at the way she pleasured him. His hips had a mind of their own as she stroked, sucked and licked his turgid length, occasionally thrusting into her mouth, the warm wetness and pressure dragging him kicking and screaming toward the orgasm he'd been so intent on staving off a moment before.<br/><br/>It was obvious by the intensity of her efforts that she was trying to make him cum and he couldn't help but surrender. Part of him didn't want to just yet. He'd never let himself finish before his partner before. But her mouth felt amazing and he was so turned on by her that he couldn't resist letting her drag him over the precipice.<br/><br/>His balls jumped in her hand in time with his shaft, quivering and pulsing as she brought him off and let leaned his head back, letting out a moan of pleasure, the hand on her head a silent warning of his impending climax as he spurted thick, warm ropes of cum onto her tongue.