You're so heavy on top of me. I'm not trying to fight or get away, just to get a tiny bit more comfortable but you won't let me. Crushing me back down, your body pressed against mine makes it hard to breathe. It feels like you're trying to flatten my lungs into the floor!
You're relentless, your cock hammering inside of me, the way you move your hips, you're doing all you can to push me over the edge. I won't let you do it again!
My eyes are focused on a decorative vase down at the end of the hallway, I've never noticed it here before. It's hard to try and make out any colours on it in the darkness but I can tell it's a lighter colour... Fuck! This isn't working, it's barely distracting at all. The muscles in my legs tighten and I realize you're going to make me cum again. The buildup is slow, but unless you stop this is going to happen. I rest my head on my forearms, looking down at the floor "stop!" I whimper, desperate for some control over myself.
You whisper to me again, the sound of your voice telling me to cum is enough to push me over the edge. Fuck you, I'm not giving you the satisfaction so you can just turn around and mock me.
My orgasm rips through my body but I keep my composure. My hands are balled into fists, digging my nails into my palms as I bite down onto my lip, holding my breath determined not to make a sound. I can feel my pussy spasm, involuntarily gripping your cock and I wonder if you can feel it. My body trembles as you keep up the pace of your hips, your cock still working my gspot dragging my orgasm out. The pleasure spreading and lingering all over my body.