Her name is Ella. She is a distant buddy. Not too distant – close enough that it seems reasonable to imagine that her mouth might well be on my cock before the year is out. But she’s not here.
What is here, though, is this bit of hotness: listen to her edging for me, taking herself, repeatedly, right to the precipice of coming and then, at my explicit instruction, pulling back.
Until I asked her to come for me, which, good girl that she is, she did.
Enjoy. You know I did.