Dinah's rapid breathing through her nostrils tickles his skin as she works on him, her hand pumping a steady counter-stroke to each subtle bob of her head.  Her full lips glide along the shaft to nearer the base then and she swallows, letting him feel that wetness and heat in her mouth contract and release as she does so.<br/><br/>When he speaks, she answers, breaking the contact for the briefest moment, and after lapping the base of his head once, she smiles at his heaving-chest in silhouette before her.  "Good," she says after a ragged breath, then engulfs him again, renewing her pace and working at him with hungry fervor, her free hand gripping his arm for leverage as she dips her head again and again, squeezing and pumping her hand along him and wanting fiercely to feel him come.<br/><br/>Clearly... she's not interested in being impressed with his stamina.  She wants him to feel good, and by god she's not taking 'no' for an answer.