It’s getting late and I wonder why Lola’s still asleep. I walk into the bedroom and find her naked, her fingers between her legs, watching a video on her phone. She doesn’t stop, as she usually does when I interrupt her solo-time, so I sit in the chair and watch her. She looks up from the bed and says, “Do you mind?”
“What?”
“I’m not masturbating to put on a show for you. I’m masturbating because I have to cum before I go to work and I have to be at work in fifteen minutes. I trying to get this done here.”
“Well, don’t let me stop you.”
“You are stopping me. I just want to fuck myself and finish.”
“Go right ahead.”
“Grrrrr,” she grumbles, dropping the phone, pulling out her dildo and stuffing it in her wet crotch with both hands. In-and-out, in-and-out she furiously pounds herself until, thirty or forty seconds later, she slides the twelve-incher out of her and ejaculates a spray of cum all over the bed.
As she catches her breath, I say, “Feeling better?”
“Yes. No thanks to you.”
“It was a win-win. You came, I got to see you cum.”
“I would have cum faster if you hadn’t interrupted me.”
“I’m sorry, I was just checking on you because I didn’t want you to oversleep.”
“Well, I’m up.”
“And now, so am I.”
There are a couple of phrases I’m struggling to tie together here:
… in-and-out she furiously pounds herself until, thirty or forty seconds later, she […] ejaculates a spray of cum all over the bed.
“I would have cum faster if you hadn’t interrupted me.”
Was Lola already late for work? Or does she like to leave no margin of error for catching the train? Because it doesn’t seem like you delayd her very much. 😉
Ha! Hi A.M. Thanks for your question. Lo was naked, in bed right from sleep. Fifteen minutes is not a lot of time for her to dress, put on makeup, and get to work. But I see your point. 30-40 seconds does seem rather quick, but I believe her when she says that she still could have cum faster. She doesn’t like onanism interruptus. ~ HH